Thorne

Thorne

M y brain struggles for a moment to piece together where I am and why I'm staring at a room that isn't our own.

That's when the faint sound of the incoming video call jolts me again. It must have been what woke me in the first place.

I groan and have to untangle myself from Ven, who is lying face first into his pillow like he always does, with dark hair going in a thousand directions, except his heavy arm is slung across my chest, making it impossible to move.

"What fucking time is it?" His voice is thick with sleep and muffled against the pillow.

"Too early," I say. Hitting the green button as I do so. Which brings up the sight that makes my heart feel like it's going to burst, the two other most important people in the world to me fill the screen. "Way too fucking early, is what time it is," I growl at them.

They're both grinning like idiots.

"Soooo…" Foxglove is tucked in the crook of Ky's arm and looks blissed out of her mind. They're in bed. Of course, those two are. "How was your night?" She says in a sing-song voice that leaves me under no illusion that the people I'm staring at on screen have got beans they'd better start spilling straight away.

"You look like you've made a miraculous recovery, Harris." Rubbing my eye with the heel of my palm, I'm greeted with his usual mischievous grin.

"Oh, yeah. It's amazing what an entire night getting to feast on our girl can do." He hums. "Her pussy has magical healing properties, I swear to god."

"Oh, my god." She pushes on the side of his bearded jaw. "At least try to pretend you were actually sick for five minutes."

"Looks cozy over there." Ky's grin widens by a mile when the man beside me rolls over and blinks, before making a gruff noise.

"Let me guess, Ven was big spoon?" He keeps pressing for details while Foxglove's blue eyes glimmer at me in the video image. I see the way her teeth dig into her bottom lip as she devours the details she can see on screen at her end.

"Got something you want to share, Foxglove?" I ignore Ky's mirth, and hone in on my girl, who is definitely squirming.

"No." She shakes her head, trying to hide a smile.

"You know what I think?" I sink back in the pillows, and Ven instinctively readjusts so that he pulls me against his side. "I think you're a dirty little liar."

From the brilliant, beaming look of happiness on her face as she watches the two of us lying together, bare-chested and more or less cuddling—or whatever it is that we're doing—I'd say our girl got exactly what she wanted.

"Other than Ky eating your cunt all night, what's got you grinning like that, little fox?" The man beside me scrubs a hand through his hair.

"You guys look so good together… do you have any idea how happy we are right now?" She breathes, and the words rush out in a tumble of excitement.

"Sounds like you might have had something to do with room arrangements." I'm only teasing as I give her a firm look, and our girl knows it.

"I can't help that they were overbooked." Her lips roll together, giving away just how much of a lie that was.

It's echoed by Ky's laughter.

"If you're happy, then you know that makes me happy," I say.

"As long as you both are?" She hums. More than a hint of what sounds doubtful in her mind. Our sweet girl is thrilled with her meddling, but worried all the same.

I take the opportunity to twist my head to look up at Ven, whose face is still relaxed with sleep, even though he's sporting a mottled purple cheekbone, along with the cut on his lip that doesn't look half as bad this morning, but I'm sure stings like a bitch.

"Oh, for fuck's sake." He grumbles, then reaches to grab my jaw and he drags my mouth to his. It's not purely for show; he kisses me genuinely, letting our tongues slide together for a moment, before he drags his teeth over my bottom lip.

Ven grabs hold of my hand wrapped around the phone, and brings it closer to our faces.

"Stop chewing that lip, little fox. You don't have anything to worry about…" He shoots me a look, and it's the side of him that loves to torture our girl. "Other than the fact Thorne and I have got a long flight ahead of us, where we'll spend all that time figuring out ways to punish your sweet little ass when we get home."