Page 57 of Disorderly

And just like that, I was stripped of my pants.

“Well, if she’s wearing that in, I’m not going in fully dressed.” Jarrod reached one hand behind his head and pulled off his shirt. I think drool fell from my mouth as I stared. It had been too long, and I wanted nothing more than to lean over and drag my tongue up his skin, tracing every muscle and tattoo. When Peter stepped away to get undressed, Jarrod leaned in, brushing his lips over my ear. “None of that sweetheart. Remember, Peter can’t know anything yet. But soon.”

The shower was quick. Just enough to get me wet and to allow me to rub the body wash all over my skin. Or should I say, Jarrod to rub it all over my back as he turned me to face Peter, telling him to hold me upright while he washed me. And from the restrained laughter I heard in his voice, I think he did it on purpose, to tease Peter. Something I think Peter knew since he glared at Jarrod over my head and tried to keep his gaze averted. Tried being the key word since I caught him a few times when I was able to drag my gaze away from where the water molded his boxer briefs to his skin. I may have seen his dick a few times when he was with other women, but this was the first time I’d seen it this way, covered yet revealed, and with only me as the only female present. And I could barely pull my eyes away.

“Do you have her?”

Jarrod’s hands replaced Peter’s on my waist as he stepped up behind me, pulling me to rest against him. “I do. Can you grab the towels?”

Peter didn’t answer. Instead, he fled the shower without looking back, giving Jarrod the time to lean down, taking the lobe of my ear between his teeth. The ear that faced the tile wall instead of the glass so that Peter couldn’t see what he was doing. “I want to shove my hand down those wet, lace, panties and bury my fingers in your sweet goodness until you fall apart in my arms. Is that what you want, love?”

I nodded. I was so close that I knew it wouldn’t take much to set me off. But Peter, and his impeccable timing returned to the shower with a towel in hand and another wrapped around his waist. He wrapped it around me, lifting me from Jarrod and my chance at getting an orgasm. And when he dried me, the light brushes of his skin against mine when the towel moved, was almost enough to allow me to detonate. Almost. Enough. But not it.

They left me alone to get dressed and by the time I emerged from their bedroom, carrying the water bottle, I felt a little more like myself. So when the front door slammed open, I jumped.

“Where the hell were you when Katy needed you? Do you know what it felt like when I received her hysterical phone call, asking for help and I was hours away.” Jason threw his coat onto the floor as he kicked the door shut. His boots clomped on the floor as he stormed into the living room.

“So help me. You better not have been off fucking—”

“We were at the bar at Soaring Eagle, watching the play-off game. We’d left our phones on the table when we went to get more drinks and didn’t hear them. But one of the roping boys did, bringing them to us.”

“Something we would have told you, if you’d let us get a word in edgewise when you called to ream us out,” Peter added. “And just why did you drive all this way? Thought you couldn’t get away from the job site to celebrate with us, but a phone call from Katy will do it.”

I know that Peter didn’t mean the words the way they sounded, but still his anger at Jason hurt. It made me feel like I wasn’t worth it. That my pain and fear weren’t worth it even though he’d come running the moment he heard about me. Something he hadn’t done last summer, when he walked out of my ER room for hours after they brought me there when I was sick. It was Jason who’d stayed by my side, not even wanting to leave when the doctors examined me. Instead, Jason had sat on a stool and looked at my head while the doctors listened to my heart and lungs.

“Of course, I came running. It was an emergency. I didn’t know what happened to her and after what happened at the water park last summer, I wasn’t going to take a chance.”

At that, Peter looked stricken, but then he stiffened his shoulders. “Is that why you’re so angry tonight? Did you think I fucked up again?”

“No.” Jason walked over to me, pulling me into his arms so that my back rested against his chest. Only then did his body lose some of its stiffness, relaxing into me. “I was angry because I was scared and worried that one of the most precious things in the world to me, needed help and the ones I trusted with her weren’t helping.”

Then he leaned around me, turning my head to face him. And without hesitation, he kissed me, shoving his tongue into my mouth, letting me know that I was his and he was staking his claim.

“What the fuck? Why are you kissing her?”

Jason pulled back, giving me a smile that asked me to trust him. Silly man, he never had to ask. I trusted him with everything. He settled me back into his arms before facing Peter. “Because she’s the woman I’ve been seeing.”

“What the fuck? But’s she’s—”

“Seventeen and a half. You were at her birthday which makes her perfectly legal.”

“I… but… we had a deal.” Peter glared at Jason. The anger made his body shake and I wondered if we were going to witness one of his temper tantrums that his parents always told me about.

I must have started to shake because Jason used one hand to rub up and down my arms, comforting me. “We did, but then I saw how much our actions were hurting her, so I told her how I felt.”

Peter shook his head before glancing at Jarrod. “Can you believe this? He went behind our back, starting something with her.”

I wanted to bristle at how Peter phrased it, but the look of love on Jarrod’s face stopped me. “I can.” He walked over to me, stooping to kiss me like I’d been wanting all night. I moaned into his mouth, and I felt their responses as Jason hardened against my lower back.

“Fuck! You, too. Am I the only one who understands how bad this is, how dangerous it is?” Peter paced back and forth, yanking on his hair. “This could be your reputation.” He glared at Jason. “And your new business.” He motioned to Jarrod. Each word was a stab to my heart and with my crazy, drunk emotions, I couldn’t stop the occasional tear that rolled down my cheeks.

“Actually, I told my silent partners before I agreed to let them help me. I didn’t want any secrets, so they know that I’m in a relationship with you and Jason and Katy.”

“And they were okay with it?” Peter scoffed.

“They didn’t care except to tell me what they would do to me if I ever hurt her.” Jarrod glanced at Jason. “Sorry, but they wanted me to pass on their threat to you as well. They said they have a bull they can lock us up with and they know how to get rid of a body.”

I couldn’t help it. Crazy emotions struck again as I chuckled. I didn’t know Lily’s dad or his best friend that much since they weren’t townies, but to know that they’d stick up for me like that, to threaten my guys in that creative way made me happy. It also made me wonder if I was hallucinating this whole experience, but not even my most vivid of dreams ever had Jason and Jarrod telling Peter about us.

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