Page 27 of Nova

My mother let him in? Oh fuck no!

“He certainly does not.” I stand to walk around him, but a gentle hand on my hip stops me.

“No, please allow me. He’s trespassing.” The animal look is back in his eyes, and although I’m not scared of him, I know what he’s capable of.

“Don’t kill him. It’ll make us late to the party.” He blinks at me and then chuckles.

He leans in and runs his lips over mine, not a kiss, but it leaves my flavor in its wake, and I want to drag him back to me when he backs away just as stunted as I am.

“SIMONE!” Tyler screams again, and I grit my teeth.

“One punch,” Maddox growls as he turns away from me.

“I’ll kick him in the balls.” I agree as we both walk into the hallway to go downstairs.

“Who the fuck are you?” Tyler says to Maddox when he comes into view.

“My fiancee, you asshole! Why are you in my house?” I push past Maddox and confront Tyler myself.

“You can not be serious.” A hand on my shoulder stops me from responding.

“As serious as her sister sucking your dick during her rehearsal dinner.” Tyler steps back and blinks a few times.

“I remember you,” he points at Maddox as if accusing him of something.

“He does have a brain.” Maddox smiles down at me.

“Simone is mine, how dare you…” I’ve never seen anyone move so fast.

One moment, Maddox is looking at me as if I hung the moon, and the next, he has Tyler up against my wall by the throat.

“Who’s?” he growls in Tyler’s face, which is redder than a tomato.

“I want to get one thing perfectly clear,” he snarls in his face.

“Simone is mine. Not yours. She stopped being anything to you the moment you stuck that pathetic excuse of a dick into her sister. Now I’m going to let you down, and you’re going to leave. If I catch you within ten feet of Simone again, I promise you’ll regret the day.” Maddox drops Tyler, who coughs a few times before looking at me.

“Are you really leaving me for him?” Maddox punches him in the gut and steps away just in time to miss the vomit that hurls out of him.

“Shit!” I run into the kitchen to grab paper towels and some disinfecting spray.

When I return, Tyler is shirtless and swabbing up my floor with it.

“Hand it to him, Dove. You’re done cleaning up his mess.” I drop them next to where Tyler is kneeling and go over to Maddox.

His arms go around me, instantly pulling me as close to him as humanly possible.

As soon as Tyler is done, Maddox moves and opens my front door.

“The trash goes out back.” I remind Tyler as he walks out, head down.

He stops with a retort he never gets to share because Maddox slams the door closed and dangles a key in his hand.

“I took the liberty of removing these from him.” It’s the set identical to the ones I gave my mother.

She must have made copies.

“That bitch.” I go to take them, but he shakes his head and places them in his pocket.

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