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With wrapped-up arms, they haul back men twice their size while Peach stands in the middle and keeps each of them back with punishing hands to their chests.
“What the fuck is wrong with you two?” Peach exclaims with a heaving chest and blood draining from his now crooked nose. “Since when do you fight over women who can fight for themselves?” His hard gaze swings from one participant to the other, his brow deep and cut, as his words growl out. “Get your heads out of your fucking asses.”
I chuckle. I can’t stop the bubble that works its way past my throat and draws the attention of each man standing around me.
Because how fucking apropos is it that these two would meet this way?
The rockstar crush and the overprotective asshole I’ve had to deal with my entire life.
“Care to enlighten the room, Princess?”
The growl that emanates from Fin’s chest at the nickname I’ve had since before I was born pulls another laugh up from the depths of my belly.
Because if I don’t, then I’d have to acknowledge that Fin’s growl actually turns me on.
“Nah, I think I’ll hang on for a little while longer.” With a grin I shouldn’t have and a tremor to my hands, I gesture to my tent. “If you two promise not to destroy anything …”
“Yeah …,” Peach drawls, his sight trained on something in the distance. “We need to step inside before we have a bigger problem.”
“What’s that?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” Peach shrugs, nonchalant despite the crimson draining down his reddened and sweaty face. “Maybe the horde led by security that’s heading this way?”
“Oh, fuck.”
Like a teenager caught doing what they aren’t supposed to, Peach snatches Fin’s bicep and all but tosses his ass into the confines of the canvas tent, then comes out and does the same with me.
“Sit tight, I got this.”
“Umm,” I hum with a smirk when Peach pauses in his step to head back outside. “You might wanna,” I gesture to my face, “get that.”
Peach curses and wheels around in circles, looking for something to wipe away the evidence on his face.
“Here, kid.” Accepting the offered roll of paper towels, Peach nods a thanks to the man that raised me and steps back out into the heat of the afternoon.
“What the hell, Cedar.” It’s not a question that comes from the steaming rockstar in the corner, who I’d swear has slurs on his words and sits a little sideways on my stool.
“Watch your mouth.” With a growl, Jax swipes the back of his hand across his red-stained chin and doesn’t hide the snarl on his weathered face.
“Baby?” Trey says.
Almost timid, almost quiet, the little voice from the thirdman still in my space has my head falling back and my lungs catching in my chest.
Oh, hell.
Fin jets to his feet so fast I’m surprised he doesn’t shoot through the roof at the same damn time Jax wheels around. Both with hard sets to their jaws and growls off their lips.
Oh, God, what have I done?
“Leave.”I spin on my heeled feet to Trey—who can never take a hint—and throw my arm out in the direction of the exit. “I’m not your fucking baby.”
“But—” Trey steps closer to me but freezes when I feel the shadows heat at my back.
“Pretty sure leave means just that,” my dad huffs.
“Don’t make me show you,” Fin growls.
“Oh…k-k-kay,”Trey stammers with impossibly wide eyes, his hands held up in surrender to the men that are his complete opposite as he sidesteps closer to the exit.
