“Jayce! The training room-” I slam the door shut before Ian can even finish.
I pull off my top, her scent lingering in the air. I look around. Did she shower in here? One glance at the steamed walls and I get my answer.
Remembering how she looked when she came to ask if I was hurt, wet strands framing her face… I shake my head.
I already jerked off at the thought of her, pictured her naked and thought about her when fucking Allison.
Don’t fucking go there again.
Alessandra isn’t wrong, but that does not mean I’ll ever acknowledge it, even if she is the biggest fucking distraction ever.
“Pizza’s here!” Artemisshouts.
She’s so loud; loud girls are annoying.
I finish with my face, place the razor down and put on some aftershave.
Renji, go give one box of pizza that’s not been opened and some fries to Alessandra,I mind-link Renji.
Sure thing. So what are we really celebrating?
You’re annoying.
You’ve told me before.The amusement in his voice is obvious. I ignore him, and I hear him laugh.By the way, Mom said to call her. She has been expecting a call since we got here.
She could have called herself. I always answer her calls,I remark.
Well then, Mama’s boy, maybe that’s why she didn’t, so as not to worry her first precious baby.I scoff.
I’ll call her.
Tonight.
Exiting the bathroom, I’m hit with the smell of pizza, the boxes are spread across the table, and I scan the room. She’s not here…
I resist frowning, my eyes flitting over the rest of the room. They’re all here, even Shahira.
“Where’s your roommate?” I ask her. She blinks, taking a second to realise I’m talking to her before she glances at their room door.
“She’s inside.”
I nod. The rest dig in, laughing and talking, and I go over to their bedroom door and knock.
“Yeah?”
“Can I open the door?”
Silence.
“Fine.” There it is, the edge of hostility in her tone. I open the door and look into the dimly lit room. Fairy lights cover the headboards, and there’s a glitter lamp on the bedside drawer beside Sienna’s bed. I step inside the room just in time to see her sit up and fix her bra strap that had slipped down her arm. Tease. “What is it?” she asks when I come into full view.
Well, I’m not about to tell her to come have pizza…
“We’ll be training out in the open tomorrow, same time as today.”
She frowns but nods, pursing her lips.
I nod. “Right. One of the boys bought pizza. Come have some,” I say curtly.
