Page 107 of Twisted Play

“She’s not a puck bunny,” I snapped before I could stop myself.

“Make that real fuckin’ clear,” he said, gesturing to the couch where fucking Rami leaned over her from the back, his nose brushing against her copper curls, oohing and aahing over her purchases.

I swore.

“You better lay your claim, and you better fuckin’ treat her well,” Haruto finished before shoving off the wall.

“What, like you have with Katie?”

Haruto’s bitter laugh surprised me again. “Katie’s fuckin’ her way through the entire team so she can make Rami suffer. She and I both know exactly what we’re getting into tonight. Eva has no idea what it means to be your girlfriend.”

“She’s not my?—”

“Think twice before finishing that sentence,” Haruto said. He ambled over to Tristan and murmured what I imagined was the same warning.

Tristan looked up with a smile, one so fucking bright, I wanted to hide from it before it blinded me.

Haruto didn’t even look at Katie when he jerked his chin toward the stairs. He didn’t have to. She scrambled off the couch to grab his hand, and they walked up together.

“Eva,” he called over his shoulder.

“Yeah, Haruto?” she asked with a smile I found myself desperate to convince her to turn on me instead.

“If you need anything, like a ride home at any point, you knock on my door, you understand?”

Her eyes widened, and her lips parted in that adorable fucking “o” before she caught my eye. Her smile was so fucking sweet my tooth ached, and I never wanted her to look away again. The entire team watched her with concern, and fuck if that didn’t make me want to drag her upstairs and mark her as mine so everyone could hear.

“I think I’ll be okay. Tristan and Cole’ve got me, I think.” Her loyalty only increased the pressure in my chest.

“We do,” I said, moving from my place beside the door and making a damn decision. I moved her bags to the end of the couch and settled down beside her, one arm wrapped around her shoulders before I tugged her temple to me so I could kiss it, ignoring the shocked silence from my teammates and housemates. “Expecting anything else?”

She reached into her pocket and unlocked my phone.

Rami inhaled sharply, his expression surprised, but he didn’t say anything.

What?“If I was worried about Eva going through my phone, I wouldn’t have given it to her in the first place,” I said.

He lifted in surrender. “Sure, Cole,” he snorted. “You give your phone PIN to all the puck bunnies.”

“Eva’s not a puck bunny,” I snarled, and fuck if that wasn’t the whole damned problem. She was mine. She was Tristan’s. And we sure as fuck weren’t sharing. Not with anyone else, anyway.

“She sure as fuck is not,” Rami said, erupting into laughter. He reached over to tug on a strand of Eva’s hair. “Eva, unlike Haruto, I’m flying solo tonight. If you need anything, just knock.”

I glared at him until he disappeared up the stairs, then looked around the room. “Anyone else have something to say?”

My remaining teammates and their girls found anywhere else to look but the couch where I tugged Eva into me. “Good. Any more packages coming?” I asked my girl again.

“One more,” she murmured, handing me my phone back. “Hair care.”

“Excellent. Then we can get on with your punishment.”

40

EVA

Cole and Tristancrowded me up the stairs after my last package arrived, hustling me out of the group of laughing teammates and hookups.

“Such a naughty little slut,” Cole said. “Taking advantage of my trust to buy thousands of dollars of toiletries.”