Page 135 of Knot Their Starlet

But I can’t bring myself to leave.

So I settle for pressing my forehead against the cool glass, even though I know Leo will probably give me shit over leaving a massive forehead imprint.

I stare down at my phone.

Not because there’s anything important, but because I need something to do.

I lose my internal battle and glance back at the couch.

Andi is curled into Beck’s chest now. He’s murmuring soft words under his breath and running his hands through her hair.

Then, I amble my way to the kitchen and put coffee on. Because there’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to process any of my emotions. Not when she’s in my space. Not when I don’t even get peace from thoughts of her in my mind.

Everett and Leo make it up at the same time.

Despite the late hour and the fact that I know he just rolled out of bed twenty minutes ago, Everett is dressed in dark slacks and a fitted knit turtleneck. At least he left the blazer at home. He still looks put together enough he could walk into a business meeting right now.

“Coffee?” I ask, sliding a mug over our smooth marble kitchen island to him.

“Thanks.” He nods over to the couch, where Beck offers him a sleepy wave. “How’s she doing?”

“Drunk. Probably going to sleep it off here,” I grunt.

“She shouldn’t have to sleep out on the couch all night. She can sleep in my bed,” Leo offers, setting down the bags from the local 24/7 drugstore.

It’s the right call.

Of course it’s the right call. Leo’s always the one thinking ahead, checking on her in the club, picking up makeup remover, and now this.

Knowing it’s the right call doesn’t take away the sting of imagining Andi wrapped in his sheets, surrounded by his scent all night.

“Fine,” I grunt. “I’ll carry her in.”

Beck pouts at me as I make my way up to the couch, and the sight of it makes me tempted to slam my mouth against his in a punishing kiss, but I don’t. Now isn’t the time.

“You want to be a part of this conversation too, don’t you?” I murmur.

“Yeah, you’re right,” he sighs, relinquishing his hold on Andi. “And she should get some rest.”

She stirs slightly when I lift her into my arms, her eyes blinking open.

“Huh?” she murmurs.

“Shhh, just go back to sleep.”

“Where’re you taking me?” she mumbles, curling into my chest.

“Leo’s bed, so you can get some rest.”

“Can he join me? I don’t want to be alone.”

I glance over my shoulder when I hear a soft sound of surprise.

Everett is close on my heels and just shrugs when I raise a questioning brow.

I guess he wants to make sure she’s okay too.

“Sure,” I grunt. “I’ll make sure he comes in after we talk.”