“I did warn you. Mess with my family and I’ll kill you.”
Dalton
Ididn’t sleep last night. I couldn’t. I was there when Payne and his fucking goons talked about raping Tillie but I didn’t want to believe it. Hearing her yesterday at Dom’s club… it makes me want to tear the world apart and kill everyone that’s ever hurt her. I’m included in that… I can’t even begin to wonder how she can stand the sight of me.
My thoughts have been all over the place. I already know I’m going to lead my club into a war but that was decided the night the Demon Jokers touched my little bitch.
“If you keep making that face, she’s going to know what you're thinking.” Nicky pats my shoulder as he claims the seat next to me and pulls out his lunch and a pair of chopsticks.
“I can’t help it. I want to kill every fucker who hurt her, looked at her wrong. I just want to right my wrongs and protect her,” I grumble out, sinking in my seat as I watch Tillie make her way across the outdoor courtyard with Logan and Tey.
“Suck it up, butter–buttercup. My bestie’s a fighter, not a pussy,” Nicola declares as she slams her tray on the table, her head ticking to the side as she sits down with Evan not far behind her. “Did Mom make you some octopus? The hell?! I swear that woman only shows her love when she’s cooking.”
I don’t watch but I already know Nicola is trying to steal Nicky’s lunch as he holds her away with the palm of his hand to her forehead without looking at her. It’s nothing new, his little sister is a food thief.
“Little bitch.” My voice comes out gravelly from lack of sleep last night.
I pat my leg as she approaches the table, noticing the sunglasses she has covering her eyes and how she walks slowly. I can’t blame her. My balls feel like they're going to fall off after watching her come last night over and over. My cock hardens as if he knows she’s near, begging to sink inside her heat.
“I missed you. Never knew I’d like sleeping next to someone,” she whispers in my ear before sitting her luscious ass right over my hard cock and squirming like she enjoys torturing me.
The vixen.
“What am I? Chop liver?” Logan growls out, leaning back in his seat but looking relaxed as hell which is new.
“I will admit I did enjoy drooling all over you but your grumpy ass needs to chill in the morning. What kind of monster opens the blinds first thing when waking up?!” Tillie jokes, pushing her sunglasses up and reaching for some of Nicky’s sushi.
My jaw drops when he doesn’t bat her away but pushes the box closer to her without saying a word. He won’t ever admit it but he’s a food hoarder just like his sister.
“When am I going to be invited to the sleepover? I’m feeling left out.” Tey pouts, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger as he gives her puppy eyes.
“Tonight? I’ve never been in a puppy pile before but if you keep giving me those puppy eyes then I’ll be demanding it every night. Who knew you guys loved cuddles?” Tillie turns to face me, her expression teasing yet there are dark circles under her eyes so I can’t tell if that’s from the drinking last night or if she’s mentally exhausted.
“Do you need anything?” I ask quietly, leaning forward to rub my beard into the crook of her neck and wrapping my arms around her waist as she squirms in my lap with a loud laugh.
“Mercy!” she cries out, trying to catch her breath as I ease up a little.
“Don’t you know, toy? We are merciless,” Nicky states matter-of-factly and he’s not wrong.
“If you don’t knock it off, I’ll never dance for you,” she threatens me and I instantly stop tickling her with my beard.
“Dalton, my brother from another mother, I’ll cut off your balls, pan fry them, and then force-feed them to you if you tickle her one more time,” Tey claims so calmly, his voice completely serious for once.
Tillie turns towards him with a soft smile and blows. His dramatic ass pretends to catch her kisses, almost falling out of his chair while flashing his knife as if he dares anyone to try to steal his air-kisses. Tillie has tears of laughter trailing down her cheeks as she watches him, shaking her head at his ridiculousness. Tey, instead of pretending to eat her kisses, pulls his jeans away from his stomach slightly, flashing a hint of his abs with a wink at her, and drops her kiss down his pants.
“I can not deal with you fuckers. Why are we friends again?” Logan deadpans, ignoring the sharp knife Tey is using to carve something into the table.
I swear nothing frazzles Logan. I won’t admit this to the guys ever but I used to worry about Tey going unhinged and really losing it one day to the point of no return. I pictured seeing a bullet in his forehead, Logan’s gun still smoking after having to put him down. Tillie… She sees all our dark sides but she brings out something I’d never seen in any of us. A gentle side of someone falling in love.
Hell. I’ve already fallen, fucking hard.
“I’d advise you to keep it down. You're disturbing the other students, this school isn’t a zoo.”
Fuck. Just fuck my life. My eyes squeeze shut at the voice directly behind me and I tighten my hold on Tillie like I’m afraid my touch is suddenly going to disgust her.
Everyone stops talking, and Tillie’s laughter dies off when she realizes Mrs. Sullivan is behind me and addressing her.
“Of course. We wouldn’t want to break any rules that affect the other students,” Tillie replies back, her voice even and calm.
