Page 62 of The Pass Protection
He comes around the corner. “Nope. I’m home tonight.”
I clap my hands. “Good, then it’s settled.”
“I’m going to go change into something comfortable.” Liv stands and slides around the table. “Which room is yours?”
I point toward my room.
“Hey, Bret, want to watchFast and Furious Four?”
A half smile spread across Tyler’s lips, and I could punch him. The days after our movie night in Crew’s room and my vivid dream were incredibly awkward. I could barely look at Tyler without blushing and fumbling over his words. I can’t believe he’s bringing it up right now, especially in front of JP.
Crew chuckles from beside me, and I hit him in the face with the pillow I had on my lap. “You both suck.”
“Wait, what’s wrong withFast and Furious?” JP bounces his head from Tyler to me and then to Crew. “Does this have anything to do with you three cozying up to each other and pissing Grant off?”
“Oh my gosh, nothing happened.” I cover my face.
“Wait, did you all hook up, and no one told me?” Liv props her hands on her hips as she joins us. Tilting my head back, I rest it against the back of the couch cushion.
Tyler laughs. “I’m just fucking with you, Bret.”
Lifting my hand, I wave my middle finger toward him as everyone chuckles.
Assholes, the lot of them.
“How’s living with three guys? Are you surviving?”
“Pshh, more like thriving. She keeps it interesting here,” JP muses.
“Especially when she decides to cook,” Tyler supplies, nudging my leg with his foot.
Liv smacks her legs as she jolts forward. “Oh my god, please tell me you didn’t let her cook.”
“One time,” Crew says with his pointer finger in the air as he shivers.
“Is this why you always cooked for us?” I direct the question to Liv.
“Aw babe, you’re pretty to look at, but you suck at cooking.”
Everyone laughs again as JP smiles. “I’m so glad I missed that dinner.”
“How’s living above the tattoo parlor?”
Liv practically glows at the mention of her shop. “I love it. The guys have all been super cool. Dex said I should have my chair by the end of the year.”
“Dex is the owner?”
She nods. “He’s the one I’m renting the apartment from.”
“That’s badass, girl,” JP compliments. “What’s the most badass tattoo you’ve done?”
“I did this insane leg piece on this woman last week. Flowers went from below her knee to her ankle, where a skull rested in the center, and a snake weaved throughout the floral designs and rested on top of the skull.” She reaches for her phone and starts scrolling before turning it toward JP.
“Holy fuck.” His jaw drops as he reaches for her phone. “Can you do my next piece?”
“Toss it here,” I say, holding out my hands. The phone lands, and I zoom in on the design as Tyler and Crew look over my shoulder.
“That’s impressive.” Crew’s voice is laced with awe.
