Page 154 of Undisputed Chaos
"Jax is bringing Crew over in an hour," he said quietly, helping me out of my rumpled sundress with careful hands.
"I know you need to see him, make sure he's okay. He can stay the night if you want."
I blinked in surprise. "Here? With us?"
Adrian nodded, his fingers deftly untying the ribbon at my throat before setting it carefully aside.
"Family takes care of family. And I have..." he paused, his eyes darkening briefly, "something I need to handle later."
I knew what that "something" was.
Connor “handling” Noah likely wasn't the end of it. But I couldn't bring myself to ask for details, frankly, because I didn’t really care.
Crew was safe, I was safe, and no one was better at… whatever they were going to do, than Adrian.
“Okay,” I replied instead, letting him guide me into the shower.
The hot water felt heavenly on my aching muscles, washing away the grime and stress of earlier.
Adrian joined me, his massive frame taking up most of the space even in the oversized shower.
He took his time washing me, his hands gentle as they soaped every inch of my body.
There was nothing—well, mostly nothing—sexual in his touch, just care, protection, and a need to erase every trace of what had happened.
That’s if I ignored his massively hard cock the entire time.
"I almost lost you today," he murmured, his voice just audible over the rush of water. "When I saw him touching you..."
His hands traced over my shoulders, his green eyes intense. "I've never felt fear like that before."
He was erasing every trace of Noah's hands on me, replacing them with his own loving touch.
I leaned into him, resting my cheek against his chest. "I'm okay. We're both okay."
Adrian wrapped his arms around me, holding me under the spray. We stayed like that for a long time, letting the water wash away the last of the day's horrors.
His hard, chiseled body was pressed against mine, and in this moment, it was softer than it’s ever been.
By the time we emerged, I felt like a warm pool of honey.
Adrian wrapped me in a fluffy towel, then disappeared into his closet, returning with one of his extra-long t-shirts and a pair of panties from the haul we did together.
As I dressed, he ordered an insane amount of food and set up the living room with pillows and blankets.
The care he was taking, the attention to every detail of my comfort, made everything all warm inside.
"They're here," Adrian announced suddenly, though I hadn't heard anything.
Then the garage door opened to reveal Jax, immaculate as always despite the day's chaos, with my little brother beside him.
Crew looked rumpled but whole, his dark hair sticking up in every direction, wearing clothes that were clearly borrowed from someone larger.
"Isla!"
Crew broke away from Jax and launched himself at me, his arms wrapping around my waist so tightly it almost hurt.
He was much taller than me, but right now he felt like the little boy who used to crawl into my bed during thunderstorms.
