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?”

give him our

are for wealthy guests, but…

I doubt he is anyone famous. I shove that thought away and silently approach Hannah’s friends with a well-practiced

them a free stay at my resort, the sooner I can be on

and Hannah has talked to her friends. Caroline is going to be okay, according to someone named Rebel? Weird fucking name, but meh, at least Hannah

eyes glued to the TV before she lifts her gaze to mine.

relieved that Caroline will be

“But?”

I

I half-tease because I know Hannah was pissed at me earlier,

her away-they are tilted upward as if she is holding back

in a playful mood, and

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

“How about… a kiss?”

giggles and meets my eyes. “Okay, Romeo. You’re great

not THAT

is that

up!” I stand up. “Are you saying my kisses weren’t the most fun-fucking-tastic kisses you’ve

“Yup.”

and I know that because you moaned when

was still meh.

Try harder next time?

What the fuck.

This little shit…

done it

and by the time Hannah realizes I’m going to hoist her up, she lets out a shrilled scream, but

Hannah is hysterically

plenty, you filthy little liar. Ruined my pride and said I’m a bad

ignore her efforts to flee and head for the stairs. Once in our bedroom, I dump her in the center of the bed

I make, and when I’m standing in only my boxers, Hannah moves to sit on the edge of the bed. Her soft hands immediately settle on my abs, touching

sexy,” she coos in an aroused voice that sounds

sexy, but she is still wearing clothes, which is a

of hesitation. Her nipples. are erect, probably from the

Hannah is gorgeous.

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

inside Hannah. How she looks. at me is

I know she is younger than

kiss her neck and nibble on her skin. She smells like candyfloss

“You’re the sexy one.”

my chest, thumbs brushing over my nipples before she uses her entire

because

pecs are firm and large from hours of training at the gym. My brothers have been pushing me to train like them. It pays off now

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