Page 45 of Patchover Fright Night
“I… are you sure? I was naked, Torch. Naked and alone.”
I cupped her cheek and shook my head. “You got yourself naked, baby, when you got hit with whatever the fuck we were all dosed with. Do you feel like anyone did anything? I mean, take a moment to focus on those areas. You’d know, I promise, but it didn’t happen. Let me tell you what the hell did happen, yeah?”
She swallowed hard, reaching up to try and brush her tears away.
“Uh uh, baby, let me. I’m your man, and it’s my job to dry your tears. Gotta be honest though, I much prefer the ones you cry when you’re choking on my thick cock.”
She shuddered, but her lips turned up a little.
“See? You’re okay. So, basically, long story short, a few of the ousted Rogues went wild bunch on us all, drugged the beer, and tried to kill everyone. No… shh, it’s okay, don’t panic. Everyone’s fine, okay? I mean, we coulda done with your help patching people up, but it’s all good. We have that covered.”
She focused on me properly then, her eyes fixing on the dried blood on my face, and the swollen nose, that was honestly pulsing with pain every time I moved my face, which, FYI, is a lot.
“You were hurt. Let me check-”
“It’s okay, doc, although it’s hot when you get all bossy like that. I got punched, and thrown around a bit, that’s all.”
“The rogue Rogues punched you?” Harogue Rogues, I like that.
“No, that was Tori.”
Now, why my lady thought that was funny I had no idea, but I found myself grinning back at her.
“What did you do, Torch?”
I shrugged a shoulder. “Might have called her dad a mafia prick. I forgot who I was talking to, but yeah, actually, she handed me my ass because I tried to save her from an incoming helicopter. Mean, huh?”
“You were lucky she only punched you. You touched her, didn’t you?”
“To. Save. Her.”
Grace shook her head at me, but thank fuck she was calmer now, and smiling. All I wanted was to see her happy, and feeling safe. It probably wasn’t the kind of thing a person would expect me to want when they met me, because apparently I was the ‘scary looking one’, but whatever. My old lady pretty much owned my ass, and I’d do anything to keep her happy. To keep her.
Grace
Iwas relieved thatI hadn’t apparently been date raped, since it was incredibly disorienting to wake up naked, in a van, and with no memory of what had happened to me. I knew that kind of thing happened to women too often, but for a few minutes, I’d had an idea of how it felt to wake up so lost, and it was terrifying.
Torch helped me get my clothes back on, and then he led me out of the van, and into the busy compound grounds. I gasped when I saw the smoking, charred remains of the building that had previously housed both Micro’s and Grease’s offices. What the hell had happened there?
“Bodies are on the van for disposal,” some guy in black barked, in the general direction of Micro and Reacher, but funnily enough, he seemed to be addressing Tori, of all people. She nodded at him, and rattled out some commands at him that he hurried off to follow, and Torch chuckled.
“She’s got her dad’s men terrified of her. It’s pretty fucking awesome.”
“Grace! Are you okay? I haven’t seen you all night!” Elise ran at me, her arms locking tight around my waist, and I hugged her back, while frowning at Torch with surprise. She wasn’t usually this tactile, not that she was standoffish, but we weren’t really the hugging kind of friends.
“Babe, I’m so glad to see you. We had no idea where you were, and then Torch said you were safe, sleeping it off,” Allysaid, reaching out to pat my shoulder, before she limped back to the area by the burning firepit, where the old ladies had been huddled.
“What I can’t work out is why the fuck my chest is stinging,” Has-Been cursed beside us, dragging his t-shirt up to check it. We all froze as we stared at the reddened skin around several new tattoos, as he started losing it.
“ROCKET! You fucking asshole, you did this!” I turned to Torch, as he practically doubled over laughing.
“Did you see all the cocks, babe? Fuck me. He really did that!”
“But did you see the ‘Property of Micro’ tattoo? He’s going to need to cover that up asap!” Elise was giggling beside us, then she suddenly started checking her arms, and looking down her top.
“Oh god. I got ink too. He really tattooed people while he was out of his face?!”
I leaned closer, wanting to see what her tattoo was, but she backed up, shaking her head.
