I squeezed Gregory’s hand and looked down at the table because I didn’t want to see the hurt on his face anymore. “Gregory, please forgive me, but I can’t. We won’t…. I’m not looking at dating anyone right now….” A throat cleared. “Actually, that’s not true, and I want to be honest with you. I am seeing someone. It was unexpected, but… um, you see, I… he was an ass just before we went out, and then he redeemed himself and now… well, I’m kind of stuck on him.”
“Lucas,” West hissed. He even pinched my side.
I glanced up and over my shoulder, glaring at West. His head tipped to the side a couple of times. I shifted around in my seat to look and froze.
Dang it all.
Wade and Death stood there. One glared, and the other grinned down at me.
I wheezed a little, then coughed, and finally asked, “How much did you hear?”
“I think we arrived at the table just in time to hear all of it.” Death smirked.
“You want to release him now?” Wade growled.
My hand was dropped like it was on fire, and I looked back at Gregory to see him staring up at Wade and Death like they were soul suckers coming to take him to hell.
“Ah, hi!” I said cheerily. “How are you both? West, do you remember Wade, I mean Wreck and Death? You remember them, right?” I nudged West in the leg with my elbow.
“Sure,” West drew out. “Except I haven’t met Death before.”
Death’s hand came out, and West shook it. “Nice to meet ya.” Death nodded.
“Likewise. But can I ask why you two are in the college library?” He paused, and I could feel him look from Wade to me, to Wade and back again. “Hang on, are you and—”
“Lucas,” Wade said, still in a growly tone, and if I didn’t lock my body down, I would have shivered because it reminded me of the noises he’d made while coming.
“Uh, Lucas, you’re burning up there,” West said before laughing quietly.
“Right, um…” I stood. “Anyway, it was great to see you both, but we’re just going to study.” I nodded and rested my hands against Wade’s chest to push him back. He didn’t move.
Instead, he took hold of my arm and moved me to the side where Death spun me to stand behind him. I peeked around to see Death was no longer smiling.
Wade leaned forward, resting his fists onto the table. “You understand what Lucas said?”
Gregory nodded.
“Wade,” I snapped low.
“Good. He didn’t mean to lead you on. I fucked up with him, but now I know I want him, and he wants me. What you gotta understand is I don’t like anyone to fuck with what’s mine. I don’t like anyone to touch what’s mine. Lucas is mine.”
“Holy shit, this is awesome,” West said.
“All right.” Gregory nodded.
“Wade,” I bit out.
“Shh,” West said to me.
Wade leaned in more, and Gregory whimpered in fear. “Saw you outside before.” Gregory’s eyes widened. “Call him here.” Gregory gulped. “Now,” Wade ordered.
“What’s going on?” I demanded.
When Gregory didn’t move, Wade hit the table. We got a lot more attention from people around us then. I looked over to the counter and thanked God the librarian wasn’t there, or she would have been over quickly shushing us and then kicking us out.
“Look away,” Death warned, and people went back to whatever they were doing.
It was magic, or they were scared. Probably the latter because if I didn’t know them, I would be as well.
“Call,” Wade said again, and Gregory took out his phone, pressed something in, and put it to his ear.
I moved from behind Death to Wade’s back and touched him. “Wade, what’s going on?” I whispered.
“Just wait, Lucas, please,” he asked, still staring down at Gregory.
West shifted closer to me, and out of the corner of his mouth, he asked, “This is epic. I didn’t hear things, right? You and him?”
I nodded. West smiled widely.
“H-Hi, can you come inside the library so we can talk? N-No, he’s not here. Okay.”
When Gregory hit the End button, Wade said, “Death, over by the door and make sure he comes over to the table.”
“On it, brother.” Death walked over near the door and stood just inside it with his arms crossed and a cranky look on his face.
Wade then ordered, “You move, I’ll fuckin’ end you.”
Gregory nodded. He glanced at me and pleaded, “Lucas, I didn’t mean to do this, but I had to. I had to because he has something on me, said he would show it publicly, and if my dad finds out, I’ll be dead. Please, I didn’t mean this.”
“What is this?” I asked.
Wade straightened. He turned to me and cupped the side of my face. “You know I have your back, yeah?” I nodded. “I’ll always protect you because you’re mine.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Lucky bastard,” West muttered.
“Good, now kiss me and just watch. Don’t say anythin’. I’ll take care of it.”
“Okay.” I nodded, lost in his words, in his warm eyes that were just for me.
“Lucas,” Wade said with a smile.
“Hmm?”
“Fuckin’ kiss me,” he demanded.
Lifting to my toes, I pressed my lips to his. I heard gasps and murmurs but ignored them all. I didn’t care who saw that Wade was into me. He was mine, and like he’d said, I was his.
Except then I remembered Death was in there. I pulled back and looked over my shoulder to find Death grinning at us.
“He knows. He’ll keep it quiet until we tell Saint.”
“Oh, um, okay… he’s okay with it?”
Wade chuckled. “Yeah. Now go sit down around the other side of the table.” He turned to West. “Go sit with him.”
“Yes, captain.” West saluted and guided me around the table with a hand to my lower back.
“Know you two are friends, but keep the touchin’ to nothin’, yeah?” Wade said.
West grinned and gave him both thumbs-up. “You got it.” We both sat down and waited for this mystery person to arrive. I didn’t know what was
