“What the fuck did you just say?”
Torie turns completely around. “I said—”
Milly cuts her off with a step toward her. “I heard what you said, but I was being polite and giving you the fucking courtesy to take a step back and readjust that attitude. You don’t need to get all snippy with me. Not when I was the one who was offering you some advice. Instead, you should be grateful.”
“Grateful? Are you serious? What the hell am I supposed to be grateful for?” Torie crosses her arms over her very-gifted-from-the-doc tits, pulling her top down a bit in the process. A fact that I usually drool over, but not tonight. Not when my eyes are playing badminton between the two.
“It’s obvious that he isn’t into the sloppy-dog routine you’ve got going on. But instead of asking for technique, you’ve got to go thinking you’re all big and bad. And let me tell you, sweetheart, I eat your kind for breakfast. So, before you think you’re bigger than you are, read the fucking room.”
“Are you seriou—”
Again, Milly cuts her off, this time with a palm in the face. “Nah, I’m done. You can go now.”
I keep my shit together to prevent the laugh from bubbling out that threatens when she uses the same hand in the face to shoo Torie away. Something that has Torie gasping in outrage. But before she can even speak, Milly is looking at me.
“Get your girl, fish boy, before I do. Trust me, she isn’t going to look so pretty once she catches these hands.” The hard look in her eyes sobers what little mirth I had at the moment in a second.
I grab Torie by the arm a second before she takes a step in Milly’s direction. She’s no doubt ready to throw down, but she’s the only one who thinks she’ll win. “Don’t.” I give her a hard look, and her eyes fill with shock that I’m not standing up for her. “Go.”
“But, Bass—”
Her words die as I shake my head. I’m not in the mood for this. Chick fights can be hot, but this would be a beatdownand over way too quickly, probably with a quick jab from Milly. I saw her on the speed bag, so I know she can handle herself. And I’ve also seen Torie in a fight. It’s all kitten claws and hair pulling. They’re on two different playing fields.
“I said go.”
She pouts, but at least she does as she’s told. Well, till Milly has to open her mouth to prove a fucking point.
“Aren’t you going to thank him?” Now it’s Milly’s turn to cross her arms and look a little smug. “He’s giving you an out, a chance to walk away. Trust me, that deserves a thank-you. Because if he wasn’t here, things would go differently.” The smile she was sporting disappears as her arms drop to her sides, her hands balling into fists. “And don’t be all into dark corners and revenge shit, ’cause I’ll be waiting.”
I watch in mild fascination as fear crosses over Torie’s eyes a second before she mumbles, “Um… thanks,” and leaves the hallway quickly.
I shake my head as I turn to go to my room. I need more than a second before I head back out to my brothers.
“You’re welcome.”
Her words at my back have me spinning and crossing my arms as I lean on the wall beside her, not even taking two steps away from her. “And why amIthanking you?”
“I saved you from being spit on.” Her shoulder bounce is comical, just like her words.
“You only killed my boner. Don’t think that’s something to be thankful for.” I realize my mistake the second after I speak, as I see her take me in with a roam of her eyes.
“Tut tut, thou shall not tell lies.”
And of course it’s a lie. I’m hard as steel right now. Her mouth, the way it’s a weapon in its own right, just fucking does it for me.
“Relax, fish boy. I’m sure you’ll find another to slobber on you if that’s what you’re into.” She flips her hair over her shoulder with her hand as she turns, and I snap.
Not sure if it’s the blonde locks in my face that make my body react like a bull seeing red or just her sharp tongue finally pushing me over my limit. But I don’t think, just do. I spin her easily and push her hard against the wall. Anyone else would have cried out from the way her head connected with the wall, not moan.
A moan I silence with my mouth as I take her unintended invite as a request. My lips find hers easily, and with less struggle than I expected, I sink into her body a bit as my tongue explores her mouth.
But a quick knee to my junk has me grunting and her smiling around my kiss. It’s not enough of a jab to my dick to get me to roll over in pain, but enough to prove this girl is anything but weak and is up to a challenge.
And fuck if that doesn’t do it for me.
Chapter 14—Milly
Fuuuuuck.
