Page 15 of Descent

“We don’t have much choice. I’ll have him come to my place after he drops you off, okay?”

She nods as I look down at her.

“I’ll head over a few minutes later in case anyone is watching the house. It’ll look like I’m coming to see Asher.”

“Okay,” she says, her teeth chewing on her inner lip.

Being the inappropriate comedic relief I am, I decide to break the heavy tension.

“Did our girl tell you her and Vincent fucked?”

Her eyes whip over to me in outrage before she smacks my arm.

“Really?”

Ronan doesn’t look surprised as his eyes are on her and he cups her face.

“Did he take care of you?”

She hesitates for a moment before nodding. He looks around us, leaning in for a quick kiss.

“Good, I’m glad. You deserved to have a better experience.”

I’m a little surprised that’s all Ronan has to say about it. He doesn’t even seem a little put out like I was. Maybe I’m not the group’s sharing enthusiast. That might go to this big guy right here.

Ronan leaves a minute or so later. Skyla and I walk together until a black SUV pulls up and a guy I haven’t seen since I was a little kid steps out of the car.

“What’s up, man?” I greet as I pull him in for a quick hug.

He nods and smiles.

“Good to see you, kid. You’ve grown up.”

“What can I say, it’s all those Wheaties,” I tease as I kiss one of my biceps.

Skyla laughs at me in a pitying way, and I don’t miss the way Wesley tracks it. It’s as if her one laugh snapped his attention in an instant. It has my smile slipping and my eyes narrowing curiously.

“Where to, Miss Parris?” he asks her.

“Could you please call me Skyla? Just once?” she asks before looking at me, giving me a quick wave goodbye.

It takes everything in me not to haul her into my side and say goodbye properly, even if we will only be separated for twenty minutes.

“Maybe if you’re lucky.” He winks as he holds open her door.

She smiles at him, though it’s not in a flirtatious way. The way he’s watching her is definitely flirtatious though, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.

Wesley gives me a wave goodbye and I turn to head for my car. I need to teach Skyla how to drive. That’s going to be a priority, immediately. That way, she’s not waiting around on a driver totake her places, and it keeps his googly eyes the fuck off my girl. Is this what being jealous feels like? I gotta admit. I’m not a fan.

When I pull up to the house, I see Asher’s Maserati is in the driveway, and Wesley’s SUV is pulling away. Skyla pauses, waiting for me at the front door, she smiles when I park the car and make my way up to her.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” she asks.

I can’t help but laugh, playing along as she opens the door.

“Just came by to see Asher.”

She nods, her smile dropping as she steps inside the house. I haven’t been here before, so I’m not sure what we’re looking at. Skyla’s eyes are tracing the foyer, like she’s in shock.

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