Page 144 of After the Burn

He kissed the top of my head. “I know, and I love you.” Then he leaned down and whispered. “Did he treat you right?”

“Absolutely,” I whispered back.

“Alright then.” He pulled me in for a quick kiss.

“Are we good?” Lucas asked, staring intently at Beck.

“We’re good.” Beck nodded, then flashed me a grin. “But in no world am I calling him Mr. Rowen.”

“I’m okay with that.” Lucas made a face as if he'd smelled something foul. “It was just a joke, and anyway, that’s mine and Menace’s thing.”

“Menace?” Beck and Adrian asked at the same time.

“Yep.” Lucas went in for a kiss and didn't give a damn that Beck was holding me.

Beck tilted his head and looked at me for a moment. “I can see it.”

“Watch it, Maddox.” I reached around and pinched him on the ass.

He jumped. “You watch it, Fox, or I’ll nip your⁠—”

“Shut the hell up!” Lucas growled at Beck. “I have no desire to hear any of that shit.”

That came out of nowhere. Maybe it wasn’t Beck who was dealing with jealousy.

“So, no double-teaming our girl anytime soon?” Beck smirked.

He was full of shit. Beck could hardly stand seeing Adrian hug me, let alone be present when I was having sex with someone else

“Fuck no.” Lucas shivered in disgust. “I like to work alone.”

“That’s probably so no one can see how subpar your skills are.” Beck gave him a cocky grin. "As for me, my talents lie in two areas: fighting and fucking.”

Wren covered Rory’s ears. “That’s enough, fool. Don’t you think this poor child has been traumatized enough?”

That sobered all of us.

Before everything happened, we’d never have laughed or joked the day after someone died. Now, we tried to find joy whenever and wherever we could, because you never knew if it might be your last day.

“Sorry, where is Finley?” I asked, growing more serious as I considered the day ahead.

Colson pointed to a tree about twenty feet away, where Finley sat with his binder resting beside him. His elbows were on his knees, and his hands covered his face.

I pulled myself out of Beck’s muscular arms. “Where’s Harper?”

“We’re not sure.” Adrian stared in Finley’s direction with a sympathetic look.

“We need to find her.” Colson shocked me by pulling Wren back against his massive chest and nuzzling her neck.

I was even more shocked when she snuggled back against him.

“We really do.” Wren agreed with him.

Colson's lips curved into a faint smile as he gazed down at Wren.

“Why are you staring?” Wren narrowed her eyes at me. “You think you’re the only one that can get a little yum-yum apocalypse-style?”

“Yum-yum?” Lucas mouthed at me in confusion.