Rory (Coded for Love 1)

Draco’s mouth tightened.

Sky knew that look. He didn’t want to spill.

“He told me he wanted your kit.”

Rory snorted. “And what... you were going to help him get it from me?”

“No. Look, he could make things really difficult for me. I’ve just got myself a new job. I’ve got to stay out of trouble.”

“We were all supposed to be staying out of trouble, for Sean’s sake.”

“I wasn’t going to help him. I was just trying to figure out a way to end it.”

Sky listened avidly, her curiosity deepening all the time. They both wanted to end this feud they had with the Jackson creep.

Again Draco looked at his watch.

“Don’t let us keep you,” she said, sarcastically.

Draco glared at her. “If I didn’t have something really important to take care of right now, I’d be taking you home, wherever the hell that is now you’ve done a runner from Cadogan.”

Sky folded her arms across her chest and shot him an accusing glance. “What do you care, you never even kept in touch with me and Rowan.”

Draco groaned, paced back and forth hands on hips. “Because I was ashamed! That’s why. We messed up, we got caught. Sean is paying the price.”

Shocked to the core, Sky swallowed. It had never occurred to her. “You’re still our brother and we care about you.”

The tension in his posture seemed to lessen. “I’m sorry.”

He strode over and grabbed her to him, hugging her. “It’s good to see you,” he whispered against her ear

Sky hugged him back, pleased.

Draco nodded over to Rory. “Rory, will you take her home, make sure she’s safe?”

“I was taking her home all along.”

Draco’s eyebrows lifted, his mouth tightening again.

“Escorting her home,” Rory gestured with his hands, “making sure she’s safe, for fuck’s sake.”

“Make sure you stick to that.” He looked from one to the other of them, and then shook his head. “I’ll ca

ll you.” He directed the comment at Rory. A moment later he vanished into the night.

“Bit late to play the concerned big brother now,” Sky commented as she watched him leave. “I wonder what he’d say if he knew we’d already slept together.”

Rory groaned. He took her elbow and urged her along the street toward the tube station. “I’m taking you home, and tomorrow I’m coming round to fit a new lock to keep you safe.”

“No need. I’ve asked the landlord to upgrade it already.”

Rory gave her a sidelong glance.

He was impressed, she could tell “Besides,” she added, “I have a date tomorrow night.”

He stopped walking altogether.

“With you, Rory.” She laughed at him. “You’re cooking me a proper meal, remember?”“