Page 83 of Surviving (Surrender 2)

“You know guys, I can take care of myself. You don’t have to go all Rambo.”

They ignore me and start talking to each other like no one else is in the room.

“Declan, why is it when you let someone suck your dick they get crazy and shit?”

“Not sure, but we did try to tell you this morning you broke the rule by bringing her to your place.”

“Yeah, I was pretty fucked up last night, but at least I sobered up not to slip into that shit.”

“Gross! Stop it! The two of you are making me sick with this. Let’s go. These two tramps are not worth ruining our night.” I pull on both their arms. I have them almost out the door when Sami opens her big mouth.

“You’re going to marry this bitch?” She directs her question at Declan.

Wrong thing to say. He stiffens under my hold.

“I thought we cleared this up last time we spoke, but you have a bad memory. Don’t fucking mess with Raven–ever. As you can tell, we’re all a protective bunch when it comes to our friends. Mandy here got the message because she’s kept her mouth shut, but you need to hear it again. Stay the fuck away from us.”

  She looks like she got punched. I laugh out loud. The girls behind me laugh, too.

I drop Declan and Finn’s arms and walk out by myself. I’ve seen enough. They follow me to the back room. I get a beer and feel Declan’s arms around my waist. He hugs me tight.

“Sparkle, please tell me you know she’s lying.”

“Oh my God. Of course I know. Let’s not even mention it again. She’s deluded.”

He chuckles in my ear and moves us to the sofa. I enjoy telling everyone about my encounter in the bathroom and Kendall almost falls out of Brian’s lap she’s laughing so hard. Ella wants to go find them to tear them down again, but I explain that Declan and Finn did a great job on their own.

We hang out backstage until Ryan announces their last song. When they finish, Declan surprises me by having bottles of champagne brought back to toast my birthday at midnight.

We continue our party until the bar has to close down. Ember walks out with us and I hug her goodbye. She gets shy when she tells Declan goodnight, but he hugs her and thanks her for celebrating with us. When he pulls back, I can see her blushing even in the dark.

Ryan and his band follow us home. I run through the house making sure the guest rooms are set up and the bathrooms have what they need. At this moment, I am so thankful for Janie’s cleaning. She keeps me sane. She’s probably one of the best ideas Declan ever had.

The guys start up an Xbox tournament and I get ready for bed. I’m almost asleep when I feel the bed dent and Declan’s arms around me.

“You didn’t think I’d forget about finishing what you started earlier did you?”

“There’s a house full of guys here. Absolutely not.” I try to push him off of me. He doesn’t budge, but instead holds tighter and moves his hand under my panties and slips his finger into me. My body betrays my mind and I buck into his hand.

I groan and he covers my mouth in a searing kiss. He moves his thumb over my clit and my core squeezes his finger. His slow movements are driving me crazy but the familiar buzz starts. I tear my lips away from his and start to pant as he increases his speed. I moan his name as softly as I can as the orgasm rips through me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful right now.” He kisses me quickly, removes his hand and pulls me close.

“Not that I’m complaining, but what about you?”

“Oh, we’ll get to me when I don’t have a house full of horny guys in my living room. I want to hear you scream my name when I’m buried in you. Now we sleep.”

“I love you, Declan.”

“You too, birthday girl.”

*****

I hear voices in the kitchen. Even though I don’t want to get up, I also don’t want to be rude. I roll out of the bed and head to the bathroom. I put my hair in a messy bun, brush my teeth, and wash my face. I throw on one of Declan’s button down shirts from the laundry hamper.

Ryan, his drummer Jake, and Declan are in the kitchen drinking coffee when I get there. I go straight to Declan and curl up to his side while he kisses my forehead. I say my ‘good mornings’ and reach around to get coffee, but Declan stops me and does it for me.

“Now that you’re up, I can finish making breakfast.” He tells me.