Page 37 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
Ace slams his lips against Tyler’s, not giving a shit that Tyler’s arm is still around my shoulders. I find my eyes getting drawn to their lips moving together.Well, okay.This just got a whole lot more interesting. Ace pulls back with a grin, and it transforms his whole face. “Now I know how to shut you up.” He pecks Tyler on the lips, spins on his heel, and starts walking toward the building for freshman orientation.
I look at Tyler’s face and laugh. “Are you good?”
“Did that asshole just one-up me?”
“I think he did.” I wrap my arm around his waist and pull to get him moving again. “And better.”
“Hey, now. We aren’t going that far. He’ll pay for that.” We walk the rest of the way to the building to find Ace leaning against the side, waiting for us. “Do you think he’s sexy?”
“Am I allowed to agree?”
“Yes.”
“Then yes.” Ace is tall, like really tall compared to my five-foot. They all tower over me but Ace even more so. He has messy dark blond hair that he keeps covered with a backward ballcap. But it’s his eyes that draw you in. They’re a beautiful blue, but they look…sad, like he has so much on his mind that his eyes show it all.
“I’m going to like you. You play my games.”
“I grew up with Blaze. Nothing can shock me.” The crowd around the door gets heavier, waiting for them to open the doors. I start getting more and more tense, so Tyler pulls me in front of him and drapes his arms over my shoulders. Ace walks over and stands in front of me, blocking me in. “Thank you.”
“Grab his ass,” Tyler whispers, making me choke on a laugh. I shake my head, so he reaches forward and grabs a whole hand full. Ace whips his head over his shoulder, and Tyler points at me. “It was her.”
“I couldn’t help myself,” I say, playing along.
“Not in public, Kira,” Ace says loudly, making several people give us curious looks. Maybe if they think I have two hot boyfriends, it will take their mind off my scars. “Save it for later.” He seems a lot more relaxed today, smiling and joking more. I decide I want to keep him that way.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that I didn’t finish earlier.” Ace’s mouth drops open, and Tyler huffs a laugh. I smile at him, and his lips kick up in a breathtaking smile.
“You guys are trouble together,” Ace laughs. “I’ll take care of you later, Baby girl.” My face flushes even though I know he’s joking. I can’t take anything they say seriously because they areobviously into each other and would never give me a second look. My smile slips, and Ace looks at me in concern. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take it too far.”
“You didn’t,” I assure him and breathe a sigh of relief when they open the doors.
We walk into a huge assembly hall, and they sandwich me between them. The dean steps forward, and I find myself daydreaming about Tyler and Ace even though I shouldn’t be. It doesn’t help that Keon and Ari are also devastatingly sexy. There’s something up with Ari, though, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. I asked Keon last night, and he laughed, telling me to ask Ari. I need to keep myself together, or I’ll end up doing something stupid, like thinking they’re interested in me. Hot guys don’t find the scarred girl attractive.
“Are you okay?” Ace whispers, and I nod. His brows dip down, showing he doesn’t believe me. “I was out of line outside.”
“It’s not that,” I whisper back. “I promise. I can take a joke, Ace.”
“Gavin,” he says. “My real name is Gavin.”
“I like that.” It fits him better. I don’t even ask about the nickname because many people in this business have code names. I hook my arm through his, accepting his olive branch for friendship. I can at least have that out of this protection detail bullshit. Once Kane sees that I’m safe, he’ll pull them, but I can enjoy it while I can. I need more friends besides Kane, Blaze, Elijah, and Jaxon.
I tune back into the dean and try to retain what he’s saying. I want to give this college thing a real try before running back to my brother because I can’t take a few people looking. I’m sure it will stop the more that they see me, but it doesn’t make it any easier.
The guy in front of Tyler keeps turning around to glance, and whispering to the girl beside him. This goes on until their wholegroup keeps looking. Tyler leans forward. “If you don’t turn the fuck around, I’ll carve your eyeballs out with a melon scoop.”
“Tyler,” I whisper, trying not to laugh. “You can’t threaten everyone who has a staring problem.”
“The fuck I can’t.” Tyler stares the guy down until he gulps and turns around. “Punk ass bitch.”
“I’m used to it. It’s okay.”
“You shouldn’t be,” Gavin says. “And it’s not okay.”
I’m in so much trouble when it comes to these two.
After orientation,we decided to order some food and hang out in my dorm. We’ve spent most of the day joking and talking.
“I have a question,” Gavin asks. “What made you want to go back to school?” He’s sprawled on the floor with his back propped on a bunch of pillows. Tyler is relaxed on the other side of the couch.
