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But how long could she keep going this way?
Sooner or later, Noah was going to push her too far and there would be nothing Corey and I could do to protect her.
My hands tightened into fists. Corey and I had to figure out a way to protect her.
“Hey, asshole,” my twin called out. “Help me.”
Milla glared at me, daring me to go near her.
“You’re practically naked right now,” I said, forcing a creepy grin at her.
As if she’d just realized it, she quickly grabbed the corners of her robe and pulled them tight.
Good girl, I thought silently.
My gaze fell on a long maroon t-shirt lying on a chair. Grabbing it, I flung it at her. “Get dressed,” I said in a grim tone.
Milla panted hard, watching me from behind the curtain of her dark, auburn strands. She clutched the t-shirt to her chest.
“What do you guys want?” she finally asked in a barely controlled voice.
“We want you to be okay,” said Corey. “Please, just get dressed and let us take care of you.”
“Why would you do that?” she asked in a low, suspicious tone.
“Because we want to,” I said.
“I don’t want anything from you guys,” she mumbled.
“We know that,” said Corey, shifting closer to her. He wound his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a one-arm hug. “Caleb beat the shit out of those guys. Don’t tell me you didn’t like that.”
Milla stayed quiet.
“We’re ordering pizza,” I said loudly. “Any special requests?”
She shook her head.
“Where do you keep the booze?” Corey asked. “I think we all need something to chill us out. Or weed. Do you have any weed?”
She glowered at him. “There’s no drugs here.”
Corey rolled his eyes and looked over at me. “Get some beers and shit too.”
“I’ll do that,” I said. “You’re all wet, Cor. How about you borrow a shirt from her or something? You catch colds easily.”
“Shucks,” Corey muttered, noticing the wet vest sticking to his chest. “You got anything for me, Milla?”
Milla stared between us with a doubtful expression. “You guys are staying here?”
“Yep,” I said. “From now on, we’ll make sure you’re protected.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to,” said Corey. “Just let us do our thing.”
A suspicious look came over her pretty face as she climbed off the bed and walked to the closet. After rummaging for a minute, she came back with a navy t-shirt with a creepily grinning Easter Bunny.
“This is the biggest shirt I’ve got,” she said. “See if it fits.”
