Page 6 of Scandalous Little Obsession

It's a statement, not a question. Realization smacks me across the face when his grip on the front of my shirt tightens. There's a knock at the door, but Max doesn't move to answer it, and I'm in no position to.

Another knock, this time louder, and it's accompanied by a voice. "Max, let the poor kid go. He wasn't doing anything."

"He. Was. Looking. At. My. Sister."

"And I'm sleeping with your sister." Max's head whips around, his eyes locking on the door as he growls, cursing under his breath. "Open the damn door, Max."

Releasing me, Max walks over and unlocks the handle, the door opening before he can step back.

If I thought Max towering over me was scary, this guy has him beat. Max has at least five inches on me, maybe twenty pounds of muscle. This guy is huge compared to him. At least an inch taller, with broader shoulders, and bigger muscles.

And now I'm trapped in this tiny ass bathroom that smells like piss with both of them.

All because I looked at a girl. The wrong girl.

"You really want to bring that up right now?" Max asks, staring down our visitor.

I know he's Max's friend, but I honestly can't tell right now. Max looks like he wants to hit him. His fists are clenched at his sides, and he's glaring at him the same way he was glaring at me. He definitely wanted to hit me a minute ago.

I know for sure he's not my friend. Though, he did just save my ass from Max's wrath. And it doesn't appear he's scared of the death glare.

"Why not? You gave me your blessing." So casual. As if it's not a big deal that this guy is sleeping with his sister.

Wait!

Please tell me Max has more than one sister because if this guy is sleeping with Evie, there's no way I stand a chance with her.

I've seen him before. He was in the kitchen earlier with Max. There were a bunch of guys, but I remember him being pulled away by a girl. She wasn't Evie.

"That doesn't mean I want to hear about it. Jesus, Finn!"

"But you heard it happening last night." His first mistake. "I know you did. You left the ear plugs Lo bought you on the counter. And let's face it, your sister is not quiet." Throwing his head back and laughing is his second mistake because Max clocks him in the jaw.

Not once, but twice, before he holds Max's hands at his sides.

"Stop." One word. That's all he says. There's no malice behind it. No anger. There's a fresh cut on his bottom lip, but it doesn't seem to bother him. "It's not your job to protect her anymore—it's mine."

Finn's eyes flick to me briefly before focusing again on Max.

"And stop scaring all the pledges. If you don't, you won't have a pledge class this semester."

"I saw the way he was looking at Evie—"

"She's young and beautiful. Guys are going to look at her. You have to learn to deal with it."

Max lets out a growl, his shoulders slumping forward in defeat. Finn pats him on the back, opens the door, and leaves us. There's a flurry of activity in the hall. People waiting in line to use the bathroom. When I attempt to move past Max, he puts out a hand to stop me.

"Don't touch her. Don't talk to her. Don't even think about her. My sister is off limits. If that means you rush a different house, fine. I have to protect what's mine, and my family will always come before the fraternity. Do you understand?"

He lets me leave without another word. But I can feel his glare as he follows me back into the kitchen. I'm aware he's watching me the rest of the night as I avoid looking for my angel.

No need to end up back in the bathroom. This time his fist might end up in my face.

It doesn't mean I wasn't thinking about her. Which did nothing to alleviate the fact my dick was still pressing against my zipper.

"I'm gonna get going, man," I say as I pat Craig, my new roommate, on the back. "You coming?"

"Nah. I think I'll stay a while longer."

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