Chapter 16

Tobias

It isn’t hard to find Hannah. She is on the curb and watching the burning spectacle, her back facing me as I approach. She is fine. Thank god she is okay! My eyes water as I look at her. Her blonde hair is caught in a ponytail, and her tiny frame is shaking in a way that got my heart speeding up.

I was so worried about her, and I’m beyond relieved she is fine and didn’t get burnt in the fire. What would I have done then?

Those fucking dumb text messages! I would have been devastated if the last thing I did before Hannah got injured was fighting with her. I need to hug her and can’t get to her fast enough!

“Hannah!” I exclaim. She turns around with shocked eyes, and I immediately embrace her. “Thank god you’re okay,” I kiss the top of her head, inhale her, and babble. “We fought this morning, and I was just… I dropped everything to come here. I was so scared.”

“I’m still mad at you…” Hannah mutters into my chest. She sounds pissed off, but her delicate arms are squeezing me and her hands are all over me.

I chuckle at her. “That’s alright, Pixie Spaz. Be mad at me, hate me all you want, but don’t die on me.”

I still don’t know why she is mad at me or why our messages turned into a fight, but I don’t mention that. I’m just happy Hannah is fine. I tighten my hug around her, and she falls into violent sobs.

“I’m worried about Caroline…” Hannah squeezes me and hides her face in my shirt. Tears are rolling down her face. “We haven’t gotten a chance to hang out in forever, and I was finally brave enough to reach out again today. And then the fire…”

I remain silent, wishing I could say something to make it all better, but I can’t. Not when Hannah’s friend is in trouble. So I keep hugging her until Caroline and her boyfriend are finally out of the building.

Everything happens so fast.

The couple is immediately taken into an ambulance. Caroline suffered severe burns, and her condition is still uncertain. One this is for sure: her life is hanging by a thread.

Hannah knows this, and her friends do too. Yet I can’t help but say what is on my mind.

“Not good,” I look out into the street. “It looked like most of her skin was gone. She will most likely need at skin transplant if she makes it. Her burns looked bad.”

“She will make it,” Hannah mumbles into my chest. She is shaking, and I realize she is trying to convince herself. “I know she will, Caroline is strong.”

Further away, a short girl with dark hair speaks up. I believe her name is Alice. “She really is… Caroline is a fighter.”

Another girl who looks nearly the same chimes in. “A warrior… She will make it.”

Hannah relaxes a little with their comforting words, but her eyes are still glazed and filled with tears. I don’t know why, but seeing her like this breaks my heart.

I stroke Hannah’s back. “Do you want to go home?”

She nods, but before I can lead her to the SUV, her lips part. “That guy over there,” she points at some guy a bit shorter than me. “Hic name is Logan, and he just lost his home…”

Understanding fills me, and I hand her a smile. “Why don’t you get into the car while I check the guy into

one of my hotels?”

“All Inclusive?”

our most expensive room,

for wealthy guests, but… that guy Logan… haven’t

guy is, like, what, in his twenties? I doubt he is anyone famous. I shove that thought away and silently approach Hannah’s friends with a

stay at my resort, the

to be okay, according to

the couch, eyes glued to the TV before she

relieved that Caroline will be

“But?”

and I also

know Hannah was pissed at me earlier, but I have no clue

me. Her lips, however, give her away-they are tilted upward as

me in a playful mood, and I smirk. “How

can’t fight back her smile. She is cute, especially when she blushes and shyly

“How about… a kiss?”

eyes. “Okay, Romeo. You’re great at kissing

not THAT great at

that supposed to

“Are you saying my

“Yup.”

flare. “You’re lying, and I know that

was still meh. Try

Try harder next time?

What the fuck.

This little shit…

you’ve done it

hoist her up, she lets out a shrilled scream, but it’s too late-I grab her

me down!” Hannah is hysterically

filthy little liar. Ruined my pride and said I’m a

louder and tries to escape. I calmly ignore her efforts to flee and head for the stairs. Once in our bedroom, I dump her in

boxers, Hannah moves to sit on the edge of the bed. Her soft hands

you’re so sexy,” she coos in an aroused voice that sounds far

satisfied that she finds me sexy, but she is still wearing clothes, which is

any hint of hesitation. Her nipples. are erect, probably from the harsh weather outside, and her soft body makes my blood run to my second

Hannah is gorgeous.

and while tasting my lips, her hands work to tug down my boxers. My hard cock. slaps against my

to be inside Hannah. How she looks. at me is intoxicating, and all that teasing and bickering has felt like one

mind all that, and I want to fuck her so badly. I know she is younger than me and super tiny and shorter than I am, but she

so sexy,” I murmur as I kiss her neck and nibble on her

“You’re the sexy one.”

over my nipples before she uses her entire hand to try and cup my

I say try because

gym. My brothers have been pushing me to train like them. It pays off now when I’m in the best shape of my

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