“Did some lucky young lady grab your sorry ass?”
“Will you knock it off!” Devon yelled. Blaine heard struggling and some muffled voices.
“Sorry about that, I tried to keep him away from a phone as long as I could,” Devon said.
“What’s up?” Blaine sighed. He watched Shyla get up from the table, look around the room and start to pick up the discarded clothing.
When she picked up the panties he’d tossed, he snapped his fingers to get her attention and shook his head, mouthing „no". Her eyes widened and her face turned whiter. “This isn’t a good time, Devon.”
“I’m sure it isn’t. But I thought you might like to know that the word has already gotten out about you hooking up with someone. The town is 37
buzzing and Dane’s grandmother is insisting that you and your new bride join her for a special diner. In fact, we all are to show up.”
“Since when did that old bag get friendly?” Again he shook his head to Shyla when she made an attempt to put her panties on. This time, Blaine held his hand over the phone so Devon wouldn’t hear him speak.
“You put those on, I’ll rip them off this time and you won’t have any to wear.”
Her mouth opened in a silent O, but the panties didn’t leave her hand. Instead, she backed away from him towards the bathroom and he watched her every step.
“I think Makayla had something to do with it,” Devon went on.
“The girl has softened her for sure. Hell, Berdina is even planning on having a special party for Makayla's twenty-first birthday. She is working now to get special treatment for the girl, which means she’s pulling some major strings to make sure the girl doesn’t get hauled off to the Compound.”
“How does the woman get the power?” Blaine stated. Again he bit the inside of his mouth when Shyla closed the bathroom door on him. He knew damn good and well she was slipping back into the panties and looking for something to wear. “Look I really do need to go.”
“I understand, but hey, watch your ass. I’ve done some digging myself and that Owen guy you were telling me about has been looking to becoming a member of the board to the Compound. Not sure what the fuck he’s up to, but if what you said about him liking them young and sweet—well then let’s just say it won’t be good for him to become a member.”
“No, it won’t. Say something in passing to Berdina then. If she has this power to keep Makayla away from the damn place then she has the power to keep Owen from getting on board.”
“Will do.”
“Hey, have you heard anything from Darius?”
“Nothing, why?”
“He’s been extra quiet since we parted after getting Samara and Makayla back.” Blaine rubbed the back of his neck, tension building up when there shouldn’t be any at the moment. “I don’t like it when he’s quiet like this. Means he’s up to something.”
“Would you care to share that something with me?”
“Not really, no. but why don’t you call and check in on him. My gut tells me shit will hit a large fan with him.”
“Alright. And I guess we’ll see you tomorrow then.”
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“Do you have to?” Blaine sighed.
Devon laughed, “As if we’ll be able to keep the girls away. Later, man.”
The phone went dead, and this time Blaine turned it all the way off.
He placed it back into his jacket pocket, unbelted the robe and let the damn thing fall to the floor. Naked, hard, he walked right up to the bathroom door and slowly tried the knob. It turned, which he knew it would since nothing in the bedrooms locked, but as for opening it, well that was another matter.
“Shyla?” He knocked and sighed. “Let me in.”
“Please go away.” She sounded freaked out.
“Please don’t make me have to bust in,” he said casually. “They’ll make me pay for the damn door.”
“Blaine, please.” She sounded as if she might start crying at any moment. “I can’t do this with you. I just can’t.”
“Fuck,” he