"Oh yes."
"Where'd it come from?" he questions and I let out a little sigh.
"I once saved a child from a train," I sigh dramatically
"Shit," he draws out sarcastically.
"The crash. I have metal plates in my ribs," I explain.
"I didn't mean to bring it up."
"It's okay," I offer him a smile, sitting up. He grabs my hands and helps me stand.
"Now c' mon," he urges and I plant my feet again.
"What's the deal?" he huffs out and I fiddle with my fingers. He grabs them to get me to stop.
"No one likes me," I start quietly, "those people won't either."
"And I'll punch them in the fuckin' dicks. Quit being bashful because you know you're not, let's go," he says and although he threatened a whole bunch of peepee's he made me feel a bit better. I sigh and unplant my feet.
I keep my head down as we walk into the loud living room. I almost whine when the room suddenly gets quite a bit quieter.
"Goddamn, I thought you were kiddin'," a voice near me says.
"I told you," the voice from this morning responds.
"Azalea?" Jai's voice questions and a breath of relief escapes my lips. I look up to see him sitting on the couch beside the guy I told he had a small peter. My eyes narrow a little at him. Faint bruises cover his face and I would high five the person who did that to him if I knew who it was.
I look around the room and Grey was right. Fifteen or so guys look back at me.
I've never been surrounded by so many guys in my life. They all look perfect for my pimping business.
Grey pulls me into the kitchen and I hear Jai follow, and some other people.
"Are your lungs deflated?" Karter, the guy who I called Dr. Weiner when he checked out my knee, asks.
"Grey was laying right on top of you. Fully on top of you. I didn't even see you until he rolled off," a guy with the prettiest hazel eyes I've ever seen says.
Am I lost in his eyes? Yes.
"You have really nice eyes," I blurt, "the color."
A little smile reaches his lips and his cheeks tinge the lightest color of pink. I hold back an aw. I want to hug him he's so cute.
"Thank you," he clears his throat and Grey gives my hand a rough tug, pulling me closer to him.
"I'm Theo," he smiles.
"She's Azalea, now enough," Grey grumbles and Jai smirks a little from beside Theo.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?" another guy asks. I'm mesmerized by his butt. It's very nice. And round. I'm a pervert.
"No," I shake my head, "I would've remembered you."
"Why is that?" he tilts his head a little smirk on his face.
"Because your butt is very nice," I blab and the smirk grows.