Page 5 of With This Kiss
I didn’t fucking like it. Responsibility did not look good on me.
Plus, I didn’t have the energy or motivation to hunt them down.
Fuck this.
I was about to get up and pull Baran along when someone climbed into my lap.
The familiar strawberry scent hit my nostrils, and I looked over to the drunk, smiling face of Rose.
We didn’t come here together, but I shouldn’t be surprised that Rose had shown up.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning forward and pressing her face there.
Beside me, Baran started to make a crude gesture with his arms.
I reached over and thwacked him on the head. The loud music drowned out his complaint.
“Take me home, Reign. I’m drunk.”
“Yeah. It looks like it. What would your dad do if he found out?”
She pulled away and frowned a little. “He wouldn’t care.”
“I doubt that,” I murmured.
She shrugged as if she couldn’t care less. “I don’t want to go home. Take me back to your place.”
She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
I didn’t say anything about that. Rose and I had hooked up before. We would surely hook up again in the future. But I didn’t mess with drunk girls.
I stood up with Rose still in my arms and turned to Baran. “Let’s go.”
“But Mommmm…” he whined, exaggerating the last word.
I reached out with one hand and slapped the back of his head. “Let’s go. You have an early training session tomorrow.”
“With who?” he asked defiantly.
“With me.”
“Fuck that. You think I’m getting in the ring with you after a night of drinking?”
I grinned. “Scared?”
He stood indignant, as I knew he would. “Of you?”
I shrugged. “Come on.”
At least he obediently followed this time. I shouldn’t care whether Baran spent his night here at this house or not, but the fucker was already on thin ice, considering he was caught in bed with a judge’s daughter just last month. The daughter who just happened to still live at home.
It didn’t help that the judge was in our pocket, and now the relationship was tenuous at best.
It didn’t take long to get out of the house. I took a deep inhale of the winter air as soon as we got outside, letting it settle in my lungs.
Fuck, but sometimes, it felt like I couldn’t fucking breathe.
We headed over to my car quickly, and I plopped Rose down in the back seat as Baran took the front. Then I drove both of them back to my place.
