Page 16 of Mayhem
“Erin.”
Turning, she returned to the living room at the sound of Cruz’s voice. She found both men. Cruz held a drink carrier while Paetyn closed the door.
“You left the door open,”Cruz stated.
“Yeah, but there isn’t anything in here to steal.”
Erin watched as Cruz’s eyebrow twitched, but he said nothing. Instead, Paetyn stepped around him, holding a bag of food.
“They could take you; we don’t need that to happen,”Paetyn told her. “Now, let’s eat.”
“Sure,”Erin responded, sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room.
They joined her, and Paetyn passed Erin the bag while Cruz sat the drink carrier down. Erin looked in the bag before looking between the two men.
“Which one’s mine?”she questioned.
“Whichever one you want,”Cruz responded.
Erin wasn’t picky about food and was always willing to try something new, so she pulled out the first thing her hand touched and passed the bag back to Paetyn. She took the drink Cruz held out to her, thanking him before placing it beside her.
For the next twenty minutes, Erin enjoyed her wrap while Cruz and Paetyn talked. She wasn’t sure exactly what they weretalking about, chiming in with what she thought was appropriate when they paused in conversation and looked at her.
However, she didn’t know what the topic was. She wasn’t ashamed to admit that she was getting distracted by the deep timbre of both of their voices or the way Paetyn’s tongue would come out and lick at his bottom lip after taking a bite. It made Erin wonder what he could do with it. The way Cruz’s fingers wrapped around the cup when he picked it up. Erin didn’t have to imagine what he could do with those fingers; she’d already witnessed it.
Groaning internally, Erin took the last bite of her wrap. This wasn’t the first time she’d noticed how attractive they were, but she’d been with them for the past forty-eight hours, and it was the longest amount of time she’d spent with them alone. It had been far too long since she’d gotten some if she was fantasizing about them. She really couldn’t be blamed, though; they were both attractive.
“Erin?”
“Hm, what?”she responded to Cruz, not hearing what they’d said.
He smirked at her. “I asked if you were finished?”
“Oh, yeah. I’m done,”she responded, balling up the wrapper and placing it in the bag. She took another drink as she stood up. Erin put her cup on the bar and turned to the men as they stood. “Can I have the key to the moving truck? I’m going to start unloading it.”
“We’re coming with you,”Paetyn responded, leading the way out of the apartment.
“Don’t try to pick up anything heavy. We don’t want you getting sick,”Cruz spoke from behind her, and Erin nodded, as her eyes trailed over Paetyn’s back. The muscles pronounced the way the t-shirt clung to him.
When they reached the truck, Paetyn unlocked the back and pulled the ramp down. Erin followed him up it, feeling heat against her back and a hand against her waist.
“You can move the things on the right,”Cruz stated, and Erin would have sworn she could feel the vibration of his words against her back.
“I’m perfectly capable of moving things on the left,”she replied. Erin had never liked being told what to do or underestimated.
She deliberately went to the left side of the moving truck. She was just about to pick up one of the large boxes when an arm wrapped around her waist, and pulled her back into a hard chest. A finger tilted her chin up. She met Paetyn’s green eyes, and she’d never known that green could have such an intensity.
“The right,”he told her, and something in his tone of voice made Erin want to protest and comply at the same time.
Erin didn’t reply because that would mean that she was doing it because he’d told her to, and though that was the case, she wouldn’t admit it. Instead, she removed her chin from his finger and moved to the right side of the moving truck as Cruz let her go. Her body wanted to be back in the position they were just in.
Cruz watched as Erin unpacked one of the boxes and placed clothes in her dresser. They’d moved everything into the house and worked their way from the front back. They’d rearranged the living room and dining room. While he and Paetyn did that, getting directions from Erin now and then, she unpacked the dishes and put them away.
Now, they were putting her bed together as she began to put away her clothes. They’d been moving and unpacking things for the last couple of hours. It helped that Erin had been soorganized when packing. Every box was labeled with what was in it and by room.
Cruz knew she’d be unpacking and putting up clothes longer than it had taken them to move everything in. He would volunteer to help once they got everything put together and positioned. However, he got the distinct feeling that she would decline.
Once he and Paetyn assembled the bed, they placed the box spring and mattress on it before Cruz walked out into the hallway, looking for the boxes he knew contained the linens.
