Page 136 of Isolation
Raven and Asher whip their heads around in obvious shock.
“Umm… hey stud,” Raven plasters on a smile.
She is trying to read me with her questioning eyes, as if asking me why the hell am I clit-blocking her. Because she is mine, and I will clit-block if I so please.
“Hey man, what’s going on?” Asher eyes me apprehensively as well.
What’s going on is you are sitting here with a fifteen-year-old girl, you fucking pedophile. Get away from her and never look at her again with your beady little eyes.
Biting my tongue, I do my best to keep my cool. I can't risk losing it again. Milo just recently enrolled me in therapy for my “anger issues.”
As always, Milo went on hisMr. fix-itmode. He wants to fix everything and everyone, including me. He is such a fucker. I am going to beat him up too, right after Asher.
Okay, maybe my angerisout of control.
That won’t be productive right now.
“Raven’s been missing from the party for a while,” I manage to say evenly.
“Oh… umm,” Raven starts with her usual stammering, which means that she is baffled.
“We will be right there,” Asher solidifies her plans for her.
My fists clench on their own. There is nowe.There is only Raven and I. That’s the only time there is awe.But I can’t say that.There is only one surefire way to get Raven’s attention.
“Milo was asking about her. I didn’t want him coming out and looking for Raven,” I tilt my head pointedly towards Asher.
“Shit!” Raven jumps up before Asher can formulate another word in that thick skull of his.
Fucking predictable.
“Rave, it’s not that big of a deal—” Asher starts.
“Yes, it is,” Raven and I both say in unison.
“Ash, I’ll text you later. I gotta go.” Raven hurries towards the path leading to the house.
“Raven!” Asher calls out as he jumps to his feet to follow her.
“Listen man,” I block his path, effectively keeping his horny dick away from her. “You might not care about Milo finding out but I know Raven does. Milo is already freaking out. If you go after her right now, it will just stress her out even more.”
“I am at least going to walk her home. It’s close to midni—.”
“I’ll walk her home,” I cut him off. “Milo won’t be angry if he thinks we went for a walk. But if he finds out you were with her at this hour, it will be really bad for Raven. Trust me!”
I can see him hesitating, trying to decide what thechivalrousthing to do would be. Walk Raven home or risk letting her get caught with him.
He knows, as well as I do that in Raven’s eyes every man is a consolation prize, second best only to Milo. If Milo gets pissed then Raven will dump Asher’s sorry ass in a heartbeat.
Asher thinks with his dick instead of his moral code.
“Okay, fine! You walk her home.” Asher cocks his head towards Raven’s quickly descending figure. “Rave, text me when you get home. Stay with Reid.”
“Will do!” Raven doesn’t bother turning around to acknowledge him.
I quicken my pace to catch up to Raven. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see Asher’s retreating figure in the opposite direction.
“Is Milo pissed?” Raven starts as I fall into step next to her.
