Page 78 of The Saviors: Part One

“I don’t like being separated,” Axel says. Cole opens his mouth, but Axel continues. “But, I get it. Keep me updated. I’m glad you guys are okay.” The line goes dead, and we all just stare at the phone.

“Who was that, and where the fuck is Axel?” Tyler asks, causing me to laugh again. I’m not sure if it’s my stressed out state or not, but I can’t stop it.

Kai gives me an amused look. “Are you okay, Dragonfly?”

I nod. “It’s just…a lot. Why don’t you guys go to the living room? I’m going to go change.”

I hightail it upstairs to take a minute to get my shit together. It’s been too long since I’ve been around this stuff. I used to be desensitized to it. Not that I’m going to fall apart but fuck. No matter how many times I saw shit growing up, I was never shot at. If they were even shooting at me. I have to take stock of who’s downstairs in my living room because they’re the obvious target. But even to me, the shooting seemed like it was meant to scare, not kill. When we were in the parking lot, they were close enough to pick us all off. So, they were either a shit shot, or they weren’t there to kill anyone.

After changing into shorts and a t-shirt, I take my hair out of the bun and grab Cole’s hoodie, smiling at the saying. You can tell he didn’t know what it said when he handed it to me. I head back downstairs and can hear voices filtering from the living room. This is the most people I’ve ever had in my house, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. When I walk in, the guys are sprawled everywhere, testosterone oozing out in waves. I used to be able to ignore it. But Sean and Kai broke something in me because I’m acutely aware of everything about them. Especially Cole. He’s grown up into a gorgeous man. He’s filled out, and those tattoos scream bad boy.Stop it, Chelsea.

I sit down in the chair that faces the living room and tuck my legs under me. The guys are lost in conversation, planning for what comes next, and trying to figure out if this is Charlie or not, so I take a second to look around.

Sean is in an animated conversation with Tyler, who is almost Sean’s twin, except Tyler has a reddish tint to his hair and brown eyes. He’s leaner than Sean, but you can see the way the muscles move under his shirt.

Keon is leaning over the coffee table, pointing at something on Cole’s phone. His skin is a smooth caramel color, and his eyes are light hazel. His hair is buzzed short, and colorful tattoos swirl all over his skin like Cole’s.

Ari is sitting back, observing. I heard him say he’s thirty-seven, and now that I know, I can tell. Not that he looks it. It’s the way he holds himself. His hair is jet black, and I can’t tell whether his eyes are blue or green.

Is it a requirement to be hot to be a part of the Saviors? I snort a laugh, and all eyes jerk to me.

“Care to share with the class?” Ari asks with an amused smile. He could disarm someone with that smile.Get your shit together, you dirty heifer!

“Nope,” I reply, and he raises a brow before looking back at the guys. What did they call that? Kai and Sean do it all the time.Oh yeah. The brat tamer.

I chuckle to myself and bury my face in my phone. What the hell is wrong with me? It must be the stress. I know Amber would have a field day in this house right now.

Sean walks over, plucks me out of the chair, and sits me on his lap. It should not be that easy to move my ass around. “Whatcha doing, Gorgeous?” He buries his nose in my hair, something he does all the time.

“Nothing. Just letting you guys do your thing.”

“Why is your face so red?”

I touch my cheek. “I don’t know.”

“Were you watching porn?” he whispers.

“No,” I laugh and turn the phone so he can see.

“I don’t know, Gorgeous, that looks suspiciously like a penis,” he says loudly.

I elbow him in the stomach. “Stop.”

He looks closer. “Pretty sure that’s Kai’s. Have you guys been sexting?”Why is he like this?I hear several chuckles, and my face flames even hotter.

“I figured it out,” Tyler says, jumping from the couch. “I figured out what the looks were in the kitchen.”

“What the hell are you talking about now?” Ari asks.

“When we were in the kitchen, those three were sharing some secret look. They fucked,” Tyler exclaims like he just cracked the biggest case.

I can’t help but laugh. “Well, Tyler. When people are attracted to each other, they tend to do that.”

“Good job, Sherlock,” Ari says dryly. “Can we get back to the matter at hand now?”

“No.” Tyler slashes his hand through the air. “Not them and her. Kai and Sean.”

Sean buries his head on my arm, his shoulders shaking from laughter. Cole’s head snaps to Kai, who’s sitting with a blank face. I know my face is red as hell.