I sat back, watching the three of them come down from their highs. When West and Prescott let her go, I sat up again. My fingers went to her cuffs, getting them undone so she could lower her arms. Drake was there, catching her and cradling her against his chest. Prescott took one of her wrists and rubbed down her arm before doing the other. Then Drake took her up to the top of the bed and stroked her skin until she’d fully recovered.
“That was… unexpected,” she said, looking around at us.
“In a good way?” I asked.
“In the best possible way.”
She gave me a smile and reached out her hand. I placed mine in it, letting her squeeze my fingers. Then I let go to get wipes for Drake to clean her up with. The five of us sorted ourselves out. Prescott and West each kissed Scarlett goodnight before retreating to their rooms, leaving me with Drake and Scarlett.
I put my hand out to her as I stood next to the bed. She crawled out of Drake’s lap and took it, letting me help her up. Her eyes went back to Drake as if she didn’t want to leave him. I leant closer, brushing her hair over her shoulder and kissing one of the bite marks Prescott had left on there.
“Do you want us both tonight?”
Her attention came back to me.
“I already had you both.”
“I meant to sleep in between.”
She chewed on her lip. I straightened, then my eyes went to Drake.
“Your room or mine?”
He rubbed his cheek.
“Mine.”
I took hold of Scarlett’s hand as he rose, snagged my boxers from the floor and tugged her towards the door. She glanced back at Drake as if she was surprised by him allowing me to spend the night with them. Drake passed us as we walked to his bedroom and opened the door. I pulled Scarlett in with me, shutting the door behind me and pressing her towards the bed. Drake was getting a clean pair of shorts from his wardrobe as I slid my boxers back on. Scarlett sat on the end of his bed with her eyes intent on both of us as we approached her.
“Get in, little wisp.”
I tried not to smile at his commanding tone. She scrambled back and got under the covers. He got in on the right side and me, the left. I immediately cuddled up to Scarlett, not giving a shit what Drake had to say. As far as I was concerned, the moment he agreed to this, all bets were off. Scarlett put her arms around me, nuzzling my bare chest with her nose.
It took Drake a minute to curl himself around her back, resting his hand on her waist above where I was holding her. She let out a soft, contented sigh, pressing a kiss to my skin.
“I love you.”
“Which one of us?” I asked, knowing full well what she actually meant.
“Both. I love you both with all my heart.”
“Love you too, Scar.”
I closed my eyes, feeling relaxed and wanting to fall into oblivion to forget what we were going to do tomorrow. Scarlett shifted, burrowing herself further into both of us. I could feel her pressing back against Drake, clearly wanting more of him against her. I could hear him let out a huff and couldn’t help my smile.
“Comfortable?” he asked a moment later.
“No, you’re being a statue again. You didn’t have to agree to sleep with both of us. Relax, or you can go sleep over there and I’ll stay here with Frankie.”
That made him let out another huff. I cracked an eye open to watch him shift against her, clearly trying to get more comfortable himself. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and curled his hand around her stomach, stroking it with his fingers. It meant he was touching me, but I didn’t give a fuck. Drake had been in my life for as long as I could remember. He was my best friend.
“I’m sorry,” Drake whispered against her skin. “Can I kiss you goodnight?”
Scarlett turned her head to look at him, her eyes soft.
“Of course you can.”
He did just that, giving her a soft kiss. With each stroke of his mouth against hers, I could see the tension leaving him until he sagged against her. Then he let her mouth go and Scarlett rested her cheek back on the pillow, a small smile playing on her lips. All of us lapsed into silence. I closed my eyes again, starting to drift off with her soft breaths lulling me to sleep.
Before I dropped off, I heard Drake whispering, “I love you, little wisp,” to Scarlett. And I knew he was as invested in this relationship with her as the rest of us.
Thirty Four
Scarlett
West looked over at me as we turned into the private road that led up to the estate where I’d spent ten years locked up and unable to leave. I tried not to fidget in my seat, knowing I had an important role to play. Being here again made my stomach twist into knots. It brought back horrifying memories I wanted to push down into the recesses of my mind. And I hated everything about it.