Page 63 of Letters to the Lost

“In here!” I shout back.

The sound of feet heavily slamming against the floor makes me giggle as a very intoxicated Tobias comes into view. Throwing himself on top of me all the air in my lungs rushes out of me with an oof.

“Hi?” I say, my fingers automatically running through his hair, his face burrowing into my stomach.

“Mi-u,” he mumbles into my shirt, his hot breath traveling through the material. Only a few inches away from my core making me shuffle in my spot.

“What was that?” I ask him, not being able to understand the muffled words.

He lifts his head, his soft brown eyes glassy from the liquor, “I said I missed you.”

“You weren’t gone for that long,” I reply, turning my head to look at the clock, “Five hours to be exact.”

“Too long,” he grumbles before he flops his head back down, kissing my stomach just below my belly button.

“Ah! If it isn’t the rest of the cavalry,” Ellie exclaims as the others all stumble in, with one very sober-looking Dominic.

“You didn’t drink?” I question.

“Don’t like to have more than two, what with the history of addiction in the family. Plus someone had to make sure your other boyfriends behaved and came home in one piece. Even if I want to steal you away for myself,” He pulls me in for a demanding kiss. So lost in the moment, I startle when Dominic is pushed away from me by a disgruntled Tobias.

“No! Mine!” he pouts, his arms banded around my thighs, his fingers flexing near my panty line, making my core clench.

Wetness floods my panties when he presses another kiss to my stomach, this one lower than the last.

“I think we should go to bed, Little Mouse,” Ellie says as she stands on wobbly legs, her hand outstretched for Shan.

“Have fun!” I shout to them as they retreat from the room. Shan’s giggles echoing from the hallway.

“Shall we get you to bed, Cupcake?” Dominic appears over me.

“Comfy!” Tobias murmurs, apparently reduced to one-word answers as he flexes his fingers on my thighs again.

“Please...” I reply to Dominic, “Tobias sleep next to me tonight?” I ask him.

“Anything for you Babygirl.”

“How much did he have to drink?” I ask incredulously, normally he’s so quiet, the needy one is Dominic.

“Maybe one or two more than us. He said he needed the liquid courage,” Zander says from his spot on the sofa, his head tilted back staring at the ceiling.

“Help me get him up?”

“No need Babygirl! Let’s go to bed!” he jumps up, wobbling slightly on his feet, “Wait!”

Stopping abruptly on my knees, pausing my movements “What?!”

“Kiss the others goodnight!” He sings songs before striding out of the room.

“What the fuck,” I mutter, who is this man? “Is he ok?”

“He’s fine. I think I like you in this position, Sunshine,” Sebastian says, appearing before me.

“Shut up,” I mutter, slapping my hand into his outstretched one as he pulls me up. I quickly kiss everyone before heading to my room, muttering goodnight as I leave the room, deciding to leave the mess as tomorrow Autumn’s problem.

“Tobias?” I whisper into the pitch-black room, scared to turn the light on in case he’s asleep.

“Babygirl,” his voice sounds from the bed, his tone quiet. Shuffling my way over, praying I don’t fall before I make it to the bed safely. My eyes adjust to the darkness, Tobias’s shadowed outline is perched on the end of the bed, his hands outstretched in front of him.

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