Page 26 of Filthy Liar

“I wouldn’t let?—”

“Rinse,” I instructed, waiting for him to turn his back to the water so he could get the shampoo out. “I believe that you’re telling the truth about him, but I’m worried he’s playing you.”

I went to grab the body wash and he stopped me with a huff. “I can wash myself, but thanks.”

“Bet you’d let Raven wash you.”

“I like Raven’s hands on my naked body. Yours? Not so much,” he chuckled, and since he had it handled, I stepped back out and grabbed a towel to start drying myself.

He finished up and stepped out, taking a towel from me and trying to dry himself in the least painful way possible, giving me a look of defeat when he struggled to dry his hair.

I didn’t say anything as I took the towel and rubbed it over his hair gently, not expecting him to hug me.

“So you didn’t want to share a shower with me because it was weird, but you can put your dick on my leg and snuggle?” I grumbled, hugging him back.

“Thanks.”

“For what?”

“For still trusting me. I thought I’d lost you guys this time for sure. When Raven?—”

“If it wasn’t for the fact I saw how freaked you were when you realized Dante had Raven, I probably wouldn’t trust you right now,” I said so he knew just how close to losing us he really had been. “Reid and Logan are on the fence, but you’re family. They want to make sure you’re safe. Raven’s a little hot and cold, so don’t push her, please. She’s freaked out right now about you because you’re hurt, but don’t think she’s okay with you.”

He winced. “I know. I was a little surprised that she didn’t vote to kill me, to be honest.”

“Raven has big feelings for you,” I said quietly, helping him peel off the wet bandage as I started rummaging in the cupboards for a fresh one. “You hurt her, but she still wants you.”

He was silent as I made sure his wound was dry before I put the new bandage on it, and he put on the clean pair of boxers that Reid had let him use. He was the only smart one with bags here out of us guys.

“Do you think I fucked up my chances with her by lying?” he finally asked as I kicked my wet boxers off and dried the rest of myself, securing the towel around my middle.

“No. I think you have a lot to prove though.”

We walked back into the bedroom and Logan raised an eyebrow. “Do you two have something to tell us?”

“Sorry, bro. I’m leaving you for Lavaro,” I grinned, helping myself to Reid’s bag for some boxers.

Logan huffed with fake outrage, but he got to his feet to throw his arms around me, almost making me trip as I tried putting the boxers on.

“Don’t leave me! I promise I’ll be good!”

“Get off me,” I laughed, shoving him and managing to get the boxers on properly, lifting my chin towards the bed. “Lost your spot.”

Logan frowned and turned, finding Ander carefully lowering himself on the mattress beside Raven as she fussed over him.

“I’m not even mad,” he said with a shrug, nudging me. “I guess you and me can snuggle tonight instead.”

“Sure,” I said as I rolled my eyes, finding the remote to put a movie on, before turning the lights off and getting under the blanket beside Ander, leaving Logan to climb in on the end.

Raven curled against Ander, her voice a whisper. “I thought they were going to kill you when you walked into that room.”

“I thought Skeet was going to kill me for sure,” he replied, and I glared at the back of his head when he leaned closer to kiss her forehead. He wasn’t supposed to push her.

She didn’t seem to mind though, her fingers curling around the back of his neck so she could toy with his hair.

“If you two are going to fuck and make up, at least let Logan join and make up with him too,” Reid mumbled tiredly from the pillow, his eyes closed.

“Reid—” Logan started, but I sighed.

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