“Here,” he says, throwing a second clean pair at me, quickly followed by a shirt. “Take your time, use whatever. I’ll go see what she wants.”
He drags a pair of sweats on and rips the door open.
Too intrigued to know what his sister thinks is so important that she needs to sit and wait, I rush to the door to listen.
“Here he is,” she says lightly. “You look happy.”
“And you look uninvited,” he shoots back.
“Ouch. And here I was thinking I was owed a thank you for delivering your girl safely for you.”
“I guess you’re right. Thank you,” he says, his voice suddenly quieter, and I can only imagine that he’s pulled her in for a hug. I internally cringe. He must smell like sex, seeing as he hasn’t showered yet.
Giving them some privacy, I head back to Toby’s bathroom and set about cleaning up and washing the scent of our hours of exertion off my body.
I pull on the clothes Toby gave me after washing every inch of me with his shower gel, take a huge breath, and step out of the bedroom to discover what’s really going on.
Stella’s eyes light up when she sees me, but Toby is faster, rushing to my side and pulling me into his arms.
“Mmm, you smell insane.”
“You are insane. Both of you,” I say, glancing around him and looking at Stella.
She just shrugs. “Tell us something we don’t know. Now,” she says, pushing from the sofa. “You’ve had your time with your girl. Now I’m going to get to know her properly.”
“Oh no, you’re not—” A door opens behind us and voices fill Toby’s flat.
“Oh my God,” he groans. “Stella, what have you done?”
She smiles innocently at Toby before snatching me from her side as a crowd of people spill into the room.
I recognise Nico instantly, but not the other three guys or the two girls that file in behind him.
“Go change and grab your stuff,” Stella instructs.
I look at Toby, my brows pinched in concern. “I don’t have clothes or—”
“We’ve got you covered, go on.”
“Stella,” Toby warns.
“Chill, Bro. We promise to bring her back to you in one piece.”
“I can’t believe I’m letting you force me into this again,” the brunette with the heavy dark makeup says with a pout.
“Oh shush, you love it,” Stella says. “Jodie, that’s Emmie and Calli. Welcome to the Cirillo princess club.”
Calli beams at me while Emmie continues to scowl.
“Ignore her. That’s not a thing.”
“Can I make more jackets?” Calli asks excitedly, rubbing her hands together.
“Oh my God,” Emmie whines, throwing her hands up in defeat. She soon gets distracted though when one of the guys steps up to her, wraps his hand around her throat and whispers something in her ear. She immediately relaxes and leans in to kiss him.
“Come on, kiss Casanova goodbye. We’ll be back in a few hours.”
Toby draws me into his body, and I wrap my arms around his neck.