Double the Fun

“Looks like these two jokers are pissed I got to sample Jane’s pussy. Although she must be holding back and keeping the good shit for you two, because I didn’t see what the big deal was,” Trevor shouted at the twins.

There were a few gasps in the circle of bodies.

“Dude, do you have a fucking death wish?”

“You do realize there are two big motherfuckers right in front of you?”

“He’s obviously sloshed out of his brain.”

The comments were coming from every direction, and she saw a sliver of fear flash across Trevor’s face, as if he finally realized who he was speaking to. Missy was pressed against the Camaro, and she kept looking from Rys to William and back Trevor. Her date was half the size of the twins. They looked like mountains compared to him.

“Get a grip. Fucking her once was enough for me. She’s all yours.” There was a collective groan, and Jane could hear a few people say “dumbass.” Rys was positively shaking with anger, and he and William went after Trevor. The asshole swung again and nearly connected with William’s face, but at the last second, William moved out of the way and slammed his fist into Trevor’s side. He grunted in pain and gripped his waist as he hunched over. Rys made a move to go after him, but Jane stepped into the crowd.

“Stop. Please, stop.” The twins tensed and turned their heated gazes toward her.

“Did you not hear the shit he was saying, Jane?”

“The guy has an ass-beating coming to him, Janey.”

Exhaling loudly, she looked at Trevor. Missy was helping him to stand upright. “I know, but he isn’t worth it.” If things continued to escalate, there was no doubt in her mind Trevor would get the shit kicked out of him. No one would jump in and help him, not with the chance of having the Holden twins’ anger directed at them. It took them a moment, but their bodies relaxed slightly, and they moved closer to her. Rys grabbed her in a tight embrace. She rested her head on his chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart.

She heard Trevor murmur something unintelligible and turned her head to see Missy carrying him into Rowdy’s. The front door opened, and Brooklyn stormed out.

“Dammit, Rys, Will.” He pushed his way through the circle of people and barked at them to get the hell inside or go the fuck home. “Get out of here before one of these drunken assholes calls the sheriff.” Brooklyn tossed the white rag he held in his hand over his shoulder.

“Thanks for not calling Brody.” Jane pushed away from Rys as she addressed Brooklyn. Rys kept his arm wrapped around her waist. Having the cops show up would have just topped the already shitty night. If the sheriff had shown up, he wouldn’t have thought twice about hauling in the twins and Trevor just for the sake of proving a point. “Let’s go, guys.”

William took her hand, and Rys led them back to his truck and helped her inside the cab. When they both flanked her and Rys pulled out of the parking lot, she rested her head against the seat. She closed her eyes and sighed. All she wanted was to go to sleep and put this horrid night behind her. The ride to her house was less than ten minutes, so when someone gently shook her, she was surprised she had fallen asleep.

“Come on, sweetheart.” William’s voice was right by her ear, and she couldn’t help but smile. She rested her head on Rys’s shoulder and felt him stiffen. Obviously, he was still upset. She sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” William pushed her hair off her shoulder and leaned down to kiss her cheek. The scent of his cologne was intoxicating, and she looked over at him. He was so close, his mouth just inches from hers. Her heart started pounding quickly, and she wondered if he could hear it. She could feel it beat in her ears, feel it pound in her throat. The air shifted, and she clenched her hand in her lap.

William’s eyes dipped down to her mouth. Oh, God. Is he going to kiss me? Everything seemed to still as they stared at each other. She could feel Rys beside her, feel his heat through her clothes as it seeped into her body. Being between them, feeling her arousal grow, seemed to snap her out of whatever haze she was in. Clearing her throat, she ducked her head and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“William.” Rys’s voice, right behind her, was tight and held a silent warning.

“Thanks for the ride.” She moved toward William so she could get out of the truck, and after a moment, he let her out of the cab. William wrapped his thick arms around her once her feet touched the ground and kissed the top of her head.