Page 95 of A Hurt So Good

Arya

The guys have been all over me since the incident at the house. They haven’t let me leave their sight. If one isn’t with me, one of the other’s is. It’s sort of calming, though. It gives me a sense of peace I didn’t know I needed.

Sasha has been here since then, too. Denz gets up and takes her to school and picks her up, but she ends up right back here. Jarrod has been around a lot more lately, but things between him and the guys have been very secretive. And me? I’m just here.

Most days, I don’t know how to feel. Or what I should be doing. I try to work, but my mind shifts to everything else that’s happened. Some days, it’s overwhelming for me.

I sit out back and watch as Sasha plays in the pool. She seems so happy right now, and I wonder if this is what things will be like in the future.

“What are you thinking about?” I look over when I hear Denz. It’s been eight weeks since the incident. The sutures have been removed, and I was told I was able to move as much as it was comfortable for me to do so.

“Everything.”

“Like what?” I know he isn’t going to let this go.

“Why my dad wants me dead mostly.” Denz pulls up a chair and sits down next to me, looking out at Sasha.

“I don’t have an answer for you, baby. I wish I did, but I don’t. It doesn’t really make sense to me either, considering it all happened over ten years ago.”

“That’s what I thought too. Why now?”

“Wish I knew. You up for a party tonight?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows at me. Now I perk up.

“Am I allowed to go?”

“We’re all going,” he tells me.

“So that’s a yes?”

“That’s a yes. There’s a big party down at the pier tonight. Figured you could us a night out to relax and unwind.”

“Is that what you think I need? A party?” I grin at him. He reaches for me and pulls me out of my chair and into his lap, his cock pressing against me. It’s been too long since I’ve had them. They haven’t touched me since I had the stitches in, and I’ve nearly died without having them inside me.

“I think I know what you need, baby, and we plan on giving it to you later now that your neck is healed up.” I lean in and press my lips to his briefly before resting my head on his shoulder.

“We? As in all three of you?”

“You think you’re up to that? We can wait. We can each fuck you separately until you feel better,” he tells me.

“You guys would wait for me?”

“You know we’d do anything for you, baby. Anything at all.” I sigh as Denz runs his hand up and down my back.

“I think I’ll wait then. Not that I don’t want to, but I know how intense it is,” I tell him.

“You don’t need to give me an excuse, Arya. You say wait, we wait.”

“And it doesn’t bother you?”

“Waiting? Of course, it does. I want my cock inside of you, but I know you’re still healing. It won’t hurt any of us to rub one out in the shower,” he laughs.

“You don’t do that.”

“Oh hell yeah, I do. We all do when you’re not around,” he tells me.

“I meant what I said. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. We all do.”

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