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“Go ahead… Name… Yes… the pool!” Hanging up the phone, she smirks as the doors fly open and Roach storms through them. Tali’s up out of her chair and across the tiled floor before anyone can do anything. She throws herself into Roach’s arms.

He lifts her up off the floor. “Fuck, you’re okay.” He nuzzles his face into her hair and just holds her there, her legs dangling in front of him.

We all glance around smirking as Carmen shakes her head. “Suppose we should have called him!”

“So they’re a thing now, huh?” I quiz.

“Apparently, they’re getting married when they’re older. After what went down at the wedding and how you and Steel are, they believe they’re meant to be!” Carmen shrugs like she can’t bring herself to be mad at them.

Roach slowly lowers Catalina to her feet, glaring over her shoulder at me. “Do you ever answer your phone, Ray? I’ve been calling for hours, and when I couldn’t leave any more messages for you and Catalina, I had to come!” Gripping her to him again, he kisses her head and she sags into him.

Steel pushes to his feet, about to give Roach a telling off for speaking to me that way, but I know how I’d feel, so I can’t find it in me to give a shit. Me and Roach are close. I should have thought to at least call.

I turn and shove the note pad at the girls.

“Food will be out shortly” Carmen gestures to Roach and Tali to come and join us as the girls write their details down. They are called Sophie and Olivia. The girl with Dice refuses to give her name and just sits with Dice, barely moving when the food comes out.

I step away to call the girls’ parents, checking how long it’s gonna take to take them back. One’s an hour away, the other an hour and twenty. Once I head back to the table, Dice’s trying to get the girl to eat, but she’s just staring at me. The others have cleared their plates and are yawning.

Carmen glides from her seat. “Sophie, Olivia, why don’t you come with Catalina and me and we can get you settled and get some rest? Would you prefer separate bedrooms, or would you like to share?”

“Could we share please?” Sophie asks.

Carmen nods, walking away towards the villa, looking back over her shoulder. “Viking, Sweetheart, could you show the gentlemen to the guest rooms, and we can meet back here later once we’ve all cleaned up and rested?”

Everyone gets up. Dice starts to follow after Viking, and the girl's eyes follow him.

She goes to follow him but I shake my head at her and she sits back down. “Do you have anywhere you want to go? Do you have someone I can call? Somewhere you want to go?”

Looking at the floor, she shakes her head.

“If you talk to me, I can help you.”

“How old are you?”

“Nineteen.”

“Okay, so here’s what's gonna happen. You’re gonna go get some rest, then tomorrow we’re gonna take the girls home, and you need to decide what you want to do. Do you want to go home? Do you want us to take you somewhere for a fresh start? Or do you want to come with us till we can figure something out? The choice is yours, but you need to decide in the morning.” She looks around, then back at me. “I don’t think you understand. You’re free to do what you choose. You don’t owe us anything, let's get you a room, and you can get some rest. Do you want to be on your own or with the other girls?”

“On my own.”

I nod and walk her to the room. “Do you want some food?”

She shakes her head. “I'm tired.”

I back out of the room. “See you in the morning.” She nods as I close the door. “Shit!”

As the alarm rings, there’s a groan from beside me, which makes me smile. Leaning over, I kiss him. “Morning, gorgeous!”

He groans again, pulling me against his body, grinding his hard-on against my arse cheeks, and gripping tightly. He moans into my neck, and shivers go down my spine.

“Baby, don’t, we don’t have time, and you know those noises drive me insane!” It’s the chuckle that does it. He knows they go through my body, vibrating along every nerve ending before ending up pulsing between my thighs. Flipping him over onto his back and me straddling him, his eyes go wide with shock, and I grin down at him. He smiles, closing his eyes again, “We don’t have long, baby, so be a good boy and hang on to something. It’s gonna be hard and fast!” His eyes fly open as I slam myself down, impaling myself on him, groaning with the delicious full feeling of being stretched to my limit by my beautifully feral husband before grinding myself into him and starting off as though I’ve grown up my whole life in the goddamned rodeo. One arm flies up to hold himself against the headboard as the other grabs onto my hip.

My hands glide down his chest as I dig my nails into his abs as I ride faster and harder.

He gasps. “Fuck!” The hand on my hip tightens, and his arm that’s up slams against the headboard harder to stop me from smashing him into it. I’m like a runaway train. I can feel my skin electrifying, and the heat rising from my centre drives me on.

I feel his thighs tense. “Baby!” He gasps as I grind harder, faster, not letting up for a second.

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