All Hallows Eve, Vol. 3

Chapter 10

Ten

Roan

“Like heaven,” I say as the guys slide into the booth. My black eye from Roark was worth it. I know he should get her first, but I had to taste.

“Fucking lucky,” Ev mutters. The door opens and we all turn to see Ava stroll in, though she avoids looking at us.

“Everything ready?” Roark asks and Bastian nods.

“We’re good to go. I just hope she doesn’t hate us after all of this,” Bastian muses as he looks over at Ava.

Roark laughs. “Oh, at first she’s going to hate us, but she’ll forgive us, eventually.”

Either way, she’s ours.