“No. Not your fight. They need to work this shit out themselves.”
We watch for a few more seconds. To my fascination, Dee throws all her strength into a move that would make any badass proud. She pulls her hand out farther and literally throws this woman across the room. I think everyone at the table is shocked, but then she jumps in Beck’s face, giving a few stabs of her finger to his chest and a lot of words before he gives her a feral smile. She cocks her head to the side and shrieks loudly when he jumps forward and throws her over his shoulder.
Before anyone can blink, they are out the door.
“What the hell just happened?” I ask.
“Oh my God!” Emmy gasps.
Maddox is silent, but Greg barks out a loud laugh.
“Princess, that’s what happens when shit festers and bitches act like bitches.” I turn on Axel and give him a hard glare. He pulls both his arms from my body and holds them up in surrender.
“Shut up. Is she going to be okay?” I ask, all joking aside.
“Yeah, baby. My guess is she will just be well fucked in the morning.”
“I’ll second that,” Coop says when he slides into the seat Dee left. “That was some crazy shit. Who knew that little Miss Cheerleader had it in her!”
All the guys laugh, but I can’t help my worry that Dee might be in over her head with Beck.
The night continues with more beer, great food, and a lot of laughter. Even Emmy starts to come out of her shell a little, yet with one look at Maddox, she is right back in there. Axel started rubbing his hands up my legs thirty minutes ago, and I am about to come out of my skin.
“You almost ready, Princess?” he ask against my neck, biting the skin softly before letting me turn my head. “If you say no, I can’t be held responsible for my actions. I’m so fucking hard right now I’m ready to throw you down on the table and take you in front of everyone.”
And blast off.
“Let’s go.”
He smiles and we quickly say our goodbyes before heading home.
We didn’t make it two steps into the house before he had me against the wall and screaming in pleasure.
CHAPTER 19
Oh God. I throw my head into the pillow and moan loudly. My stomach lurches when I feel Axel move next to me.
“You okay?” he questions, rubbing his hand down my naked back.
I shake my head. That does nothing but make my stomach protest.
“You didn’t drink that much, baby. What’s got you upset?”
“Stomach,” I croak.
Oh shit. I jump out of bed, and run naked across the room, and slam myself onto the floor in front of the toilet. Everything from last night comes rushing up. I feel Axel come behind me and gather my hair before pressing a cold cloth to my neck.
“Just let it out, Princess. I knew all that BBQ was going to bite you in the ass.”
“Shut up,” I grumble before letting out a few more heaves. There is nothing left in my body but my stomach is still in knots. Just the thought of all the food I consumed last night causes more heaving to rush up the back of my throat.
Axel stays with me until I feel well enough to get up. I brush my teeth and let Axel carry me back to bed.
“Better?” he asks, the worry clearly dancing over his face.
“Yeah, I’m okay. I guess stuffing the last two plates in my mouth last night wasn’t the wisest decision, huh?”
He offers me a weak smile before kissing my forehead and standing from the bed. For the first time in months, the sight of his naked body doesn’t immediately make me want to jump him. No, not today.
“Let’s try some toast, okay?” he asks. I can tell he is about to crawl out of his skin. He is so concerned something is wrong.
“I’m okay, baby. Just ate something wrong last night. I’m good.” I offer him a weak smile before pressing my face into his pillow and pulling in his scent. My nerves calm instantly.
He stands there next to the bed for a few minutes to make sure I’m okay before walking off. I hear him rummaging through the dresser, assumingly to get dress.
“Be right back, Princess.”
“Okay,” I mumble, already falling back to sleep.
Axel returns after a couple minutes carrying a tray with dry toast and ginger ale. He smiles shyly at me when I look up at him.
“God, I love you.” I say.
“Love you too, Princess. How’s the stomach?”
“Better. At least it isn’t protesting the sight of food.”
We sit there for a while and I slowly eat the breakfast. Everything seems to be staying down and I see the concern start to leave Axel’s eyes.
“What’s your plan for today?” he questions, clicking the channel over to the local news.
“Not much. Just catching up on some clients that needed a few things.” I actually planned to finish wrapping up his presents, but he doesn’t need to know that.
“I need to tell you something and I’m not sure how you’re going to take it.”