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We watched as Penn shoveled pancakes and waffles into her mouth, reaching for some bacon off my plate and shoving that into her mouth too. Anyone would think she was starving.
“This is so fucking good,” she mumbled, and Drake grinned wide.
“I told you. I’ll bring you back another time if you like it that much.”
Drake was usually more careful about his diet, we always gave him shit for his love of healthy eating when he obsessed over it, but he’d been indulging in more sugar and grease lately which was both a good and bad thing.
Good because it meant he wasn’t obsessing, but bad because it usually meant he was comfort eating due to stress.
“Can you? You’d let me out again?” Penn asked with hopeful eyes.
“Jesus Christ,” I mumbled, scrubbing a hand over my face. “Say that louder. I don’t think the people in the back corner heard you say we’re holding you against your will.”
“So I can come and go as I please?” she sassed, and Drake gave her a wink.
“You can come as much as you like. Preferably on my cock.”
“You should be resting. You’re bruised to shit,” she scolded, reaching across the table to take his hand. He immediately threaded his fingers through hers, soaking in her affection.
Knox needed to get his shit together because I was starting to think Penn was going to make Drake realize what real love was. It was obvious she cared for him, and he craved touch and affection like it was the reason he breathed.
Knox wasn’t into that stuff, not publicly anyway, and we all knew he was embarrassed about his relationship. Drake hated hiding it, and I wondered how long it would be before he snapped and broke it off for someone like Penn, who would show him off proudly to the world.
Drake looked so damn happy, his eyes bright as he took a piece of waffle from his plate and fed it to her with a grin.
Knox was definitely in trouble and I had no idea what this would do to us if they fell apart.
We’d had each other for a long time now and Penn could really mess things up.
“Who’s your friend?” I glanced up to find Zavier Lopez beside our table, his eyes running over Penn curiously. He sat beside her with a cocky grin, offering her his hand. “I’m Zavier.”
Zavier had done us a favor a while back and had somehow gotten into Stone’s good books, proving himself useful with connections in the underworld. He seemed to get along with literally everyone.
He lived in Hawthorne Heights with some of his friends, and I was surprised to see him here without them.
If he was here in Ashburn Valley, it was likely he was catching up with Beckett Donovan.
Penn’s eyes instantly slid to mine for confirmation that he was okay to talk to, and she relaxed when I gave her a small nod.
She shook his hand, smiling. “Penn Whitlock.”
“You’re a little far from home,” Zavier chuckled, knowing exactly who she was. “What are you doing hanging around these heathens?”
I should’ve known she was going to be honest.
“They kidnapped me. Has my father told the tabloids that I’m missing? I haven’t got a phone to check.”
“You fucking kidnapped a Kingslake princess?” Zavier hissed at me, earning a flat look in return.
“We robbed her house and didn’t realize she was there. We had no choice. Besides, she basically begged us to take her, her father’s a dick.” I turned my gaze to hers, my face softening. “There’s no mention of your disappearance. I’ve been keeping an eye out, which is why we wanted to bring you with us today. I don’t want you locked in the compound.”
“I have no problem being locked up if you want to keep giving me orgasms.”
Jesus Christ.
Zavier smirked, waggling his eyebrows at me. “You’re fucking her? Her daddy won’t be happy when she goes home.”
“I’m not going home,” she snapped, drawing attention from other tables, and I blew out a breath, reaching across the table to take her hand.
