“Mateo, do you feel assaulted? Kat thinks she sexually assaulted you,” Ezra explains, waving his hand in his direction, not even bothering to cover his own naked body from Mateo.
Mateo’s eyebrows raise as if the question is absurd. “Huh?” He shakes his head, trying to focus. “Oh right, you’re talking about when you were dry-humping me in the bathroom and gave me a massive case of blue balls to wake up to?” Mateo questions, with a grin my way. “Cheers for that, by the way, my hands are so calloused from all the wanking, and don’t get me started on my soldier, practically rubbed the skin off the poor guy,” he whines.
I am mortified by his words, “I’m so sorry,” I squeak out, my face must be beyond red. I have to be the same shade as a burned apple by this point. My face is burning so hot I can feel nothing else. Like, all of my blood rushed to that area.
He winks at me, “It’s fine, Kat, you can rub on me anytime. I won’t complain, though probably next time you shouldn’t be so enthusiastic about it with Mr cranky pants right there.”
“I’m not cranky.” Ezra argues in a deadpan.
“Oh yeah, sorry, I forgot, that’s just your normal face,” Mateo snickers, and Ezra lobs his pillow at him. Mateo shuts the door, the pillow hitting it, before he opens it again. “But as repayment for my now broken dick, since I can’t go chase some tail tonight, you two lucky people get to watch Finding Nemo with me, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, how exciting for you both, right?”
Oh my gosh! He is an idiot, a loveable one, though, not a serious bone in his body.
“Fine,” Ezra grumbles.
Mateo squeals like a girl. “Really? Finding Dory is on there too, movie marathon!” My ears hurt from his excitement, but I feel a little better knowing he doesn’t hate me.
Ezra laughs, shaking his head.
“Well, I shall leave you two lovebirds, oh and by the way, I hope you haven’t got chapped lips because there is no Vaseline left, and if you go into my room, don’t touch the socks, or tissues on the floor,” he warns, shutting the door and walking back out.
“See perfectly fine, so stress less,” Ezra says, tugging me onto his chest.
“Is Maddox mad?” I ask with a shiver, tracing my finger over the scar on his chest.
“No, he seems different,” Ezra says, and I watch his brows furrow.
“How so?”
“Calmer, it’s hard to explain.” He shakes his head with a shrug and gives me a wane smile. “Kora?”
“Asleep, I can hear her thunderous snoring in my head, it’s like a freight train,” I groan, and he nods, pressing his lips in a line, worry lacing his face.
“I saw your mother last night,” he admits, and I jerk to attention, worry eating me. “She is fine, she took on Nicolas and Andrei and-”
“And what?” I ask nervously, wondering if Maddox hurt her.
“She saved my life,” he admits.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “That surprises you?”
“Well yes, actually it does. I can see why she has the reputation she has, I have also decided you can see her again, but she comes here, for now. I don’t want you going off with her. Not yet, at least,” he huffs, and I nod, a silly smile slipping onto my face at his words.
“What happened to the other Alphas?” I ask, remembering that they chased me out of the office during the meeting.
“Harley went home, Nicolas and Andrei were sedated and locked up, though Andrei, we aren’t on good terms with anymore.”
“Why, because you attacked him?”
“No, because he wants you to be at his beck and call if he helps with Jackson, I said no, by the way.”
I roll my eyes at his words, I was over people wanting to use me like I was some tool.
“He won’t get near you, pack warriors will escort him off the territory when he wakes.” I nod, pressing my lips in a line, not feeling any better knowing now I added one more person to the list of our enemies.
The day seems to slip by quickly, and we remain in the room for most of the day. I am too sore to do much else, only slipping on our pajamas as the day ends, and just before Mateo rushes in, jumping on the bed, making himself comfortable.
“You seem in a very good mood,” I tell him.
“Yep, Jasmine finally messaged me back wanting to get coffee tomorrow, and I got to pick the movie,” he confesses with a grin before grabbing the remote.
Ezra glances at him from the dresser. “You know you have us, right?” Mateo gives him a funny look before Ezra’s voice flits through my head. “I know about Jasmine.” His eyes dart to me, and I give him a nod.
“Yeah, I know that, why are you being weird? Of course, I have you guys, you would die of boredom without me.” He rolls his eyes at us while hitting play. “Have we got popcorn?” Mateo asks, and my stomach twists in knots, knowing that tomorrow Jasmine will devastate him.
“Yeah, I will go grab it, Chinese? The one down the road delivers,” Ezra offers, and Mateo shrugs, not caring, before yanking my pillow out from under my head.
“Hey, that’s mine,” I protest, and he pats his chest, and I roll my eyes, resting my head on him,
Mateo presses his lips to my head making me tense knowing Ezra is watching us, however, he just snorts and shakes his head. “Don’t get too comfortable, I will be back.”
“Yep, if you’re nice, you can snuggle into my other armpit,” Mateo offers with a wiggle of his brows.
“I think I will pass,” Ezra shakes his head.
“I will let you be the big spoon, even though you get hard for me,” Mateo jokes.
“That was the remote.”
“Sure it was, you just don’t want to admit you want this,” Mateo insists, waving his hand down his body showing it off.
Ezra shakes his head, laughing, before walking out to order dinner and retrieve Mateo’s popcorn.
Mateo spent the night mimicking the movie, he knew every word, making me wonder how many times he had actually watched it. He then made us watch “Finding Dory” twice, before he finally crashed along with Ezra.