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Both of their mouths were red, lips swollen.

Frost smiled, satisfied.

Jay looked slightly more reserved, like always. Not unhappy, just with his emotions contained.

"You're good at that," Frost told him. "Any time you're down to do that again, so am I." He tucked Jay's cocked back into his pants and put them back into place, before doing the same to his own.

"Me too," Jay said awkwardly. "We should—" He started to rise to his feet when the bathroom door opened.

Atlas stepped back inside and glanced around to all of us with curiosity, but no judgement. "Looks like I missed all the fun."

"You were the one who left at the wrong time," Storm told him.

Atlas shrugged. "Someone had to finish the tour of the place. If anyone is interested, I made an offer. The agent seems to think it'll be accepted."

Frost stood and helped me to my feet. "Of course it will. Only a crazy person would turn down an offer from you."

"You said it," Atlas said.

Storm grunted a laugh. For once, he didn't try to contradict either of them out loud. His thoughts still showed in his expression. The smirk and the eye roll towards the ceiling said more than words ever could.

"This is a nice place." I hooked my arm through Atlas' and walked with him out of the bathroom.

"It is," he agreed. "Just what I was looking for, even without a yellow couch."

I didn't miss the stares and deep swallow from the real estate agent as we walked past him and out of the apartment. I knew he'd be discreet, he was too well-paid to be otherwise, but I suspected from the tent in the front of his pants, we might not be the only ones coming in the apartment today.

I hoped he enjoyed the entertainment.

Chapter Fourteen

Chelsea

"So,you'll be moving in downstairs." I nestled in closer to Atlas and spoke softly, so I didn't annoy the guys who were immersed in some action movie. It wasn't too hard to follow the plot without paying too much attention. Car chase, explosion, car chase. Nothing that required thought.

He squeezed me a little tighter. "Yeah, you good with that?"

"Let me think about that for a moment," I replied. "Having all of you closer to me all the time? Sounds perfect to me. Far enough away that you and Storm won't get on each other's nerves too much."

"He'll learn to like me eventually," Atlas said. "Ramsey is taking the spare room. We'll all be in the same building."

"Powell Tower will never be the same," I said with a laugh.

"I hope the place knows what it's in for." He chuckled. "So much awesomeness under one roof."

"However will the world cope?" I joked. "Seriously though, it'll be nice having everyone close by."

"Easier to keep tabs on everyone," he agreed. "And if anything happens, we'll all be there to deal with it."

It seemed more like a ‘when’ than an ‘if,’ but I decided not to bring that up. It wasn't as though we didn't both understand. I decided to broach another subject instead.

"Frost and Jay seem to be getting along well." They both sat together on the other couch, almost close enough to touch. Storm was on the other side of Frost, his attention on the huge screen.

"Yeah, they are." He glanced over to them, his expression softening.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked.

It took a moment for him to respond with, "I'm here for it. If they want to explore things between them, that's cool with me."

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