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“Boys.” Barrett scolded. “Enzo. That is Gage’s.”

“But it’s so big.” He whined, looking up at the ceiling.

“Because… You know what… nevermind.” I didn’t have it in me to explain anything to him tonight. I knew he was trying to get under my skin and I was letting him.

We all walked up the two flights of stairs to the shower room and stripped out of our clothes, leaving them in a pile by the door. Around the edge of the large wooden room were six showers, and one in the middle. Each shower was enclosed with a chest-high wall, offering a modicum of privacy and a shower head.

Enzo had taken his usual shower stall- the left on the back wall. I walked into the middle shower and switched the water on, letting it hit me in the face. I looked down to see the water turning a nice brown color from all the dirt in my hair and on my body. It was my favorite part of taking a shower, the cleanliness of it all and watching all the dirt wash away.

We all finished around the same time and grabbed the towel on the wall just outside our shower stalls. I made my way down the flight of stairs to my room. I was looking forward to putting on a clean set of clothes, getting some stew, and then going to bed. Tomorrow was the last day of the week and I couldn’t wait.

I flicked the light on, tossing my towel on the bed as I walked to my dresser, and that’s when I heard it.

A gasp.

Chapter five

Snow - First Encounters

Ifeltsomethingwetand heavy hit my face.

Oh no!

Someone was in the room with me.

I sat up in the bed, removing the towel from my head, and standing before me was a bare ass man sifting through his dresser. His legs were twice the size of mine and muscular like the rest of the body. His arms… his back… the way the muscles moved and flexed. He was a beautiful statue of a man.

A God.

He had to be.

I heard the uncontrolled gasp escape my lips before I could do anything. I had hoped the man hadn’t heard.

But he did.

His back straightened and he slowly turned around.

I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine.

“I’m-”

“Who the FUCK are you? And why the FUCK are you in MY bed?” He yelled, enunciating each fuck.

His eyes flashed from a brilliant electric blue to as black as his hair in under a second, and the intensity of his stare caused me to retreat further up the bed, so my back was pressing against the headboard.

“I’m sorry.” I couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful chiseled body and his… oh my… it was so… big. I had never seen one before in person, but that must be why all the women screamed!

He covered himself up. “I don’t give a shit what you are! Get out of my bed! Now!”

“What’s going-” a man with purple hair skidded into the doorway. He, too, had tan skin with a chiseled body and soft blue eyes. “Holy shit! Gage has a girl in his bed!”

Gage. I made a mental note as I looked back at the handsome and dark beast of a man.

“A what?” I heard another voice, followed by another as head after head peeked in the room. The first man with purple hair had dropped to his knees, perching his chin on his fist. I presume he squatted so the others could get a view of the spectacle I was the center of.

“What’s going on?” A last voice asked. He seemed as curious, but it held a note of something else. Authority, maybe?

I watched as the others moved out of his way as he walked through the crowd.