Page 45 of Irons

He laughed. “He doesn’t stand a chance with her, but so what if he does? She’s a grown woman that makes her own choices.”

I stopped and looked at him. “I remember hearing about you trying to kick Morgan out. You and Creed.”

He crossed his arms. “She’s not Morgan, Carlson knows what to expect.”

We turned when we heard giggles, and my pulse calmed when I saw Wrenly and Melissa walk out of the club. I couldn’t hear the music, so I guess the bullshit hadn’t started yet. Seeing her smile and laugh did something to me. My legs grew weak and all I could do was stare at her. My God, she was prettier than Morgan. That long blond hair and those gorgeous eyes drew me in like a moth to a flame. My heart started racing again as she walked closer. Her laughter faded when she saw me, then walked strait to me and pulled me into her arms. “Thank God you’re back. I was worried.”

Wrenly was a tall girl, but I was still a lot taller. I pressed my lips to the top of her head and shut my eyes. “I’m okay, sorry I left you. I just needed to sort a few things out.”

She pulled back and looked up at me. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I promise.”

She looked behind her then at me. “Were you going to the club?”

Magnus chuckled behind her.

“No, I was coming to find you, actually. You weren’t staying for the after dark fun?”

She blushed and Melissa answered. “The prospect jerking off while looking at her kind of turned her off.”

I felt my blood boil. “Which one?” I went to walk around her, but Magnus stopped me and shook his head.

“Club rules. He can’t touch but he can still find pleasure. Remember?”

I groaned. “That’s fucking sick. How the hell do you enjoy that place?” I never could understand. Granger and I were the only Originals that never participated. Even Bolton had her fun, but it wasn’t my scene.

“Jesus, I don’t jack off in the corner. What the fuck?” Magnus was offended.

I gave him a warning look because I knew that asshole had oral sex out in the open. Hell, he might have even fucked in the open. I looked down at Wrenly. “Can I walk you girls out?”

“Sure.” Wrenly gave me the sweetest smile.

“Oh, so the big bad operative is going to protect us from the other big bad operatives.” She slurred. Melissa was drunk and I looked behind me to see Magnus was already gone.

“Dammit, Melissa. You can’t ride on the back of my bike and that’s all I’ve got tonight.” I looked at Wrenly and she smiled.

“I’m fine, so I’ll take her. I only had two glasses of wine all night.”

“Okay.” I approved.

“There’s no crime here and no bear. I could easily walk.” Melissa hiccupped.

“You’re three foot six, Melissa. That would be like me walking twenty miles home in the dark. You’d end up passed out in a ditch and its freezing out there.”

She giggled. “Or worse, Drakos could find me again. That boy can eat some pussy.” She kept walking but Wrenly and I stopped and looked at each other.

“What did you just say, Melissa?” It wasn’t the idea of Melissa having any kind of sex that was shocking. It was the fact that it was Drakos she was talking about. She hates Drakos with a passion.

“Short girls need the big D too, dumbass.” Melissa kept walking and I unfortunately let my mind imagine that scene, and threw up a little in my mouth. I looked at Wrenly again and she opened her mouth then shut it, then scrunched her nose. Damn she’s adorable.

“Are you taking me home or not?” Melissa walked outside and we rushed to catch up with her. I didn’t have a chance to process what she just said.

“Melissa, did you sleep with Drakos?” I had to ask. The girl is three foot six and Drakos is six foot ten. How the fuck?

We watched in amazement as she crawled up into Wrenly’s side by side. Let’s go over that again. She had to crawl up into the side by side. Drakos barely fits in a side by side. I looked at Wrenly because Melissa didn’t answer. “Now I have even more to process tonight.”

Wrenly laughed in a whisper. “How does that work? Melissa and Drakos?”

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