Safe With Me

Chap. 8: Or Make Him Stop

•How Elle & Brody kiss on couch above•

            As Elle follows Brody to the living room, they pass Jake carrying Jaelynn to their bedroom. The young brunette gives the two a playful wink and a thumbs up.

              The blue eyed man shakes his head at her. "Kids..."

                Elle smirks at his annoyance. "I think it's kinda cute."

                 "You think a young girl being taken advantage of by a much older man is cute?" Brody's voice is raucous, "It's revolting."

                    "But you're older than me?" Elle's brow arches.

                     "We're not screwing though." The blue eyed man points out.

                      Elle nods her head, letting the conversation end. As they walk, the blonde puts her hair up in a messy bun that was given to her by Riley. The tall brunette with a Hollywood smile had disappeared suddenly after Elle stepped out of the showers. The blonde wonders if she'll be with the girls in the living room.

             They walk into a tiny, darkened room that is supposed to be the living room. All the guys look her up and down before going back to the tv. The blonde examines the mess around her. The windows are covered with black trash bags, two black leather chairs are beat up and the seams are torn. The only thing Elle doesn't snarl at is the 9 ft. leather couch pressed against the wall. The blonde looks down to see the dirty floor that looks like it hasn't been swept in three years.

From what little light the TV projects, Elle can see that Neither Riley or Paige is there. Molly sits on the floor at Jack's feet, looking Elle up and down. Beside her, in a black leather chair, sits Ezra. Elle arches a brow in confusion. The blonde wonders how Molly can be in the same room, much less sit that close, to the man who raped her and ruined her reproductive organs.

Brody sits down in the last seat on the end of the couch. Elle looks around for an open seat but doesn't find any. She bites the inside of her cheek. She looks to the floor but decides that if that's her only spot to sit, she'll just go take a nap.

"Sweetie," Ezra sings with a twisted smile, rubbing his thighs "you can sit on my lap. There's plenty of room."

Elle's cheeks flush at the thought of her being in the lap of a rapist who prefers her hair color.

Jesse, the second to youngest member of the Snake Kings, flashes a boyish smile at Elle.

"Or we could have some fun right here." Jesse winks at her, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Before the blonde could respond, her face pale, Brody firmly grabs her hips and plops her down onto his lap. Elle bounces, holding onto his muscular shoulders. She briefly makes eye contact with him before shying away to the TV. Brody gives Ezra a dark look before going back to watching TV, his hand resting on her lower hip.

"Careful." Brody warns out loud.

As Brody's warm hand blazes against her cold skin, Elle wonders if the warning was meant for her or for Ezra. She guesses both.

The program in the TV is the old sitcom 'I Love Lucy'. Elle smiles, remembering when her mother would watch the show with her when she was little. Before the cancer that look her away, her father shortly after from a heartbreak. Elle thinks of Jackson in that moment, who would have never let her get involved with the Snake Kings gang. But as Molly said, Jackson was never coming back and she's stuck there for possibly the rest of her life. Elle wishes her brother had been more honest with her than lying.

The guys laugh at Lucille Ball's ridiculous performance on the screen but Elle leans her head against Brody's, her hands finding their places over his neck and on her lap. Brody slightly turns his head to look at her but does not protest to her closeness.

The blonde gets the feeling that someone is watching her. Her brown eyes flicker to Molly, whose eyes are on the screen. Elle then looks to the men on the couch and the bald dark skinned man with a goatee, all whom are looking at the TV screen. Elle arches a brow as her eyes flicker to a disturbing sight. Ezra is eyeing Elle from across the room, a wicked smile on his lips. The blonde shifts uncomfortably on Brody's lap.

The blue eyed man puts his lips to her ear and whispers, "Stop squirming."

"Ezra is staring right at me with an evil smile." Elle whispers back, nervous.

Brody rolls his eyes at her, sighing heavily. "Ignore him."

Elle quickly nods to Brody, sensing his annoyance. She tries to focus on the screen but Ezra's fixation on her continues to make the blonde squirm in the blue eyed man's lap.

Brody puts his lips to her ear once more. "If he makes you that uncomfortable, either leave or make him stop. I'm trying to watch TV."

Elle bites the inside of her cheek, trying got decided what would make Ezra leave. She thinks back to when Brody first placed her onto his lap. It was in the kitchen and it angered Ezra. But Elle reminds herself that she is already on Brody's lap. Then she gets a risky idea. One that could go in many different ways. Negative and positive.

Elle slowly turns her head to face the side of Brody's face. She slowly rubs up his chest to his neck. The blue eyed man has froze in his place, his mind no longer focused on the TV screen. The blonde tilts her head and plants a soft kiss on Brody's lips. Her heart races at the tingling in their kiss but she doesn't pull away as her doe brown eyes close and she presses harder. Brody doesn't respond as first, frozen from the shock, but he eventually pulls her body close to his and kisses her back intensely. He too begins to feel the tingling sensation between their lips. His hand reaches up and grips her neck to keep her head steady.

From across the room, Ezra's wicked grin had twisted into a cold scowl. A growl form in the back of his throat as he opens his mouth.

"Why don't you two get a room and fuck each other there so we don't have to see it?!" Ezra rises from his seat in the beat up black leather chair.

The two part their breathtaking kiss. Elle rest her forehead on the blue eyed man's cheek. Brody holds the blonde close to his chest as he stalks Ezra as he storm out angrily. Saddened by their parted kiss, Elle softly kisses Brody's jawline.

When Brody glances down at her, she gives him a soft smile. He can see the want in her eyes, mainly because he wants to kiss her again as well. Molly glares at them, hating Brody's facial expression and how angelic Elle's face is. The blonde with blue eyes quickly stands up and storms out, glaring at the two. Jack quickly follows after her in worry.

The bald, dark-skinned man with a goatee smirks at Elle and Brody.

"Where have you been all this time? I was wanting to get rid of Ezra the moment he walked in and changed my channel." The man gives Elle a comforting smile, "Jesse, hand me that remote—and no sassmouthing!"

The guys scoot down, giving Elle space to sit. But Brody slips Elle off his lap onto his seat as he moves over. Jared pouts his big lips, wishing Elle had sit next to him so he could sneakily grab one of her large breast. Brody notices the youngest members saddened expression.

"Don't look too disappointed." Brody gives him a knowing look, "I would have broke your neck if you tried it."

Both Jared's eyes and mouth goes wide. "How do you know—"

"Eat shit, Kid." Brody's hand slips over Elle's backI and pulls her tighter against his body. "Eat shit."

Hey readers! So what did you think of this chapter, huh? What do you hope for the future? I know I stole a line from 'Knives Out' but I still did it with the best intentions. All of you still loved it so ☺️