“What the hell, Seven?!”
“You started it,” I growl back. “At least my dick wasn’t hanging out.”
Luci moves to throw himself at me again when we’re suddenly interrupted.
“Enough,” Dante orders, and we both turn to look at him as he covers Evi in a blanket. “The situation is dealt with. Both of you. Out. Now. She needs to recover. I’ll stay with her to make sure she’s alright.”
Luci pretends to obey, before turning to launch himself toward Evi, but this time both Dante and I are ready for him. Together, we force Luci from the room before I grab the metal rod leaning against the wall outside the door and toss it to Dante.
He nods once at me before slamming the doors shut and forcing the bar across them from the inside with a heavy metallic clang.
“There,” I say, shoving Luci back. “No way in, no way out without Dante’s permission. Now, can youpleasecalm the fuck down and put some clothes on?”