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using that Find My iPhone app.” He says it with no shame, like he isn’t absolutely out of his damn mind.
    Drew walks over to the side of the bed where I am. “She asked you to leave, so get out. In case you haven’t noticed, she isn’t being held here against her will.”
    Carter’s face is so red I think he might explode. He moves to grab my hand, I’m guessing to make me leave, but Drew pushes him away. Shit, this is not going to end well.
    “Don’t you fucking touch me, asshole.” Carter pushes Drew and he stumbles back into the wall.
    Drew charges him, and within a minute, they are both rolling around on the floor. Jason and Shawn come running in, pulling the two of them apart. When they separate, I see that they both got a couple of good hits in. Shawn manages to pull Carter out of the room and Jason lets Drew go.
    He turns to me, looking disappointed. “Just so you know, Holls, when he realized you never came home he was scared shitless.”
    I shake my head in frustration. “I appreciate that he cares, J, but it doesn’t mean he gets to run my life.”
    He comes over and gives me a hug. “I know, he thinks you’re going to get hurt, though. I think he wants to be able to save you too, um…” He glances over at Drew then leans in close to me and lowers his voice. “He’s trying to make up for not being able to save you last time.” I suddenly feel like shit. Jason gives me a kiss on the cheek then walks out of the room and closes the door.
    I look over at Drew and see that his lip is bleeding. Walking over to him and grabbing his hand, I lead him into the bathroom. “Sit.” I point to the chair in the bathroom which, in my opinion, is really out of place. Instead, he lifts himself up and sits on the counter. I grab a washcloth and wet it with warm water.
    “What is the deal with your brother and his friends?”
    I look at him, unsure how to answer the question. “They are just really overprotective. I’ve been through some stuff and they just don’t want me to get hurt.”
    Drew is sitting shirtless in front of me, his chest still moving rapidly up and down. I place one hand on his chest and then stand on my tip-toes to reach his lip. I’m short as it is and the counters in the bathroom almost come up to my chest. Wiping the blood off his lip, I see that it’s just a small cut. I wipe it one more time, and before I pull my hand away, Drew moves his mouth and softly bites down on the pad of my thumb.
    His hands wrap around me and he pulls me tightly against him. “Now, where were we?”
    He simultaneously lifts me up as he jumps down off of the counter, turning so that my back is pressed against the cold tile wall of the bathroom. When Drew runs his nose up my neck and kisses me on the sensitive spot behind my ear I moan and tighten my legs that are wrapped around him.
    “Are you on birth control?”
    His question takes me by surprise. “Yeah…why?”
    “Because I told you I want you to be mine in every way possible, and I fucking hate condoms. I want to be able to feel you.” Is he really asking me this? I barely know him. If he gets around as much as I imagine he does, I’m scared to even ask if he’s ever been tested.
    “I don’t know.”
    “I get why you’re hesitant, baby. Just so you know, I have never not used a condom before, and I get checked out regularly. Also, trust me when I say the last thing I want to do is knock you up.”
    His mouth latches on to my neck. God, all I want right now is to have him deep inside of me. “Okay.” I swear, ever since I met Drew, I’ve been doing things I never thought I would.
    “Fuck yes.” He grabs his t-shirt that I’m wearing by the collar and rips it in half.
    “What is it with you and destroying clothes?”
    Drew laughs. “It takes too long to undress you the right way, and with the way I feel right now, I don’t wanna wait another minute. I can always buy more shit.” He lifts me up and walks us into the huge shower. Drew