Page 78 of Bonded

Kat snorts into her cup as she watches the pair awkwardly dance around each other. “You know you two would make such a cute couple,” she laughs.

QT blushes and puts his head down as he sips from his drink. Grinning, he glances over the rim of his cup and exchanges a smile with Kat.

Zak coughs and scratches at his neck, embarrassed. “Kat, stop being ridiculous. Why the hell would we be a couple? You know I’m not… you know. Me and him… not happenin’, okay?” He gruffly answers and also exchanges a look with Kat. Clearing his throat. “Look, I need to go. I’d best go find Diggs. Check if he’s all right—make sure him and Rhys haven’t actually killed each other.”

“Where’d they go?”

“Oh, they got in a fight. Bud and Oz went to check on them, but you know what Digby’s like. When he gets in that kinda mood they might not be able to handle him, so I should go take care of it.”

“Okay. I’m fine, so, no need to worry. You don’t need to stay with me.”

“D-Darius, t-t-told us t-t-to—”

“Darius told us to stay.” Zak finishes the sentence. “He said to keep an eye on you. Was worried you might trash the place. You won’t will you?”

“Um, no. No, I’m good.” She laughs. “I don’t need a sitter, I’m not a child—or something that needs to be looked after. Sorry, not your fault. Look, I’m okay guys. You both get off. Really, I’m calmer now. I was tired and a little pissed, but shouldn’t have stormed off like that. So, you hear any more about what happened to Alyssa?”

“Um, no nothin’, not so far anyway. I mean, I couldn’t stand the bitch—never got what Digby saw in her, but I don’t think she deserved that?”

“No… I guess not. Well, hopefully, the police will find out who did it?”

“My guess, Rhys will find out before anyone else. Kat, don’t worry though, you’re safe. Digby, Darius… any of us, we won’t let anything happen to you. Try an’ get some sleep. Right, I’ll catch you laters and um… QT, I’ll see you later too.”

“Okay.” Kat smiles as they watch Zak leave. “All right QT, sit your ass down… I need the full S.P on what’s happing with you and Zak.?”

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Kat’s woken, this time by a loud clattering sound, and rolling over in the large empty bed, she lays still and listens. Another similar sound echoes through the quiet house and remembering her phone is still in the truck checks the time on the bedside clock.

“03:10.” she groans.

She listens again and can hear more crashing, followed by cursing and the sound of cabinet doors slamming. It sounds like it’s across the hall—in the bathroom and rubbing sleep from her eyes; she sits up. Her neck is sore and placing her hand gently to it she grabs a tee-shirt of Digby’s, from a pile on the floor and covers herself.

Opening the bedroom door, she looks into the dimly lit hallway and can see a brighter light coming from the bathroom—also the source of the noise.

Pushing the door open, she peers inside, and her forehead wrinkles with lines as she watches a naked Digby searching the cabinets above and below the basin. He’s covered in blood, bruising, and mud.

“Shit! What the hell happened to you?” she gasps. “Ryan, are you all right?”

“Yeah.” He nods but ignoring her continues his search. “Don’t worry about me, just go back to bed. It’s nothin’. Me and Rhys got in a fight that’s all. Hey, you got any Tylenol or somethin’ a little stronger? I can’t find any here.”

“Um yeah, I’ve got some in my Medi-bag. What the hell happened?” He doesn’t respond and she asks again. “Ryan, I said what happened?”

“I told ya… me and Rhys had a fight.” He turns around and she can see the large red bruise forming on his face. His hair’s all messy and ruffled, his naked body covered in dirt, and he looks like he’s been dragged through the mud.

She smiles, despite her harsh words earlier she has to admit even in this disheveled state he looks great and really sexy. His strong muscular body, firm, toned ass, and thick-set thigh muscles send her inner core into a frenzy.God, he’s so fucking hot!Luna’s awake and her alertness forces a pulse of desire through Kat’s body.

“What the hell happened to you? Are you all right? I sure as hell hope you kicked his ass?” She laughs.

“I held my own, and he left with his tail between his legs.”

“Good. But, considering the circumstances, it’s good you can’t actually kill each other. Why don’t you take a shower and get cleaned up, and I’ll go find you some painkillers.”

Still watching him, she lingers in the doorway; he knows she’s looking and smiles as he watches her reflection in the mirror. “How about I take a bath instead… and you come join me?”

“Ryan…” she sighs. “I really don’t think that’s—”

“No, I don’t mean to have sex. Just take a bath. I wanna be with you—hold you and apologize for earlier.” He smiles. His cute dimpledyou-know-you-wanna-fuck-megrin, as he tilts his head in submission trying to tempt her. His big blue eyes melt her insides and no matter how angry; she can’t resist.

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