"That’s your room," he says, and the other three stare at him.
"Why isn’t she just sharing with us?" Sawyer asks.
Asher smirks at Travis and asks, "You’re giving her the master?"
Cole just watches me.
Rather than join their crazy, I grab my suitcase from by the door where it was brought up and hightail it into my room. Getting ready for tonight is going to take some work because Stone. Motherfucking. Royal.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
BRIAR
Iwalk out of the bathroom, barely able to contain all of the joy fizzing up inside of me about tonight. I’m trying to keep my fangirl locked down, but it's going to be really hard.
I bound into the living area where Travis, Asher, and Cole are already waiting for me, only to come face to face with a surly-looking Travis. His arms are folded across his chest as his gaze runs up and down my body.
"No," is all he says. I quirk a brow at him and hold my arms in mirror to his stance.
"What do you mean,no?"
"I mean, no. You're not wearing that tonight, Briar."
Holy fucking God, the audacity on this man is out of this world.
"You really think you're going to be able to tell me what I can and can't wear? I don't think so, Travis."
We stand in a stare off, and I can feel the tension from the other two ratcheting up as if they're not sure whether to intervene or not, and which side to take if they do.
The tension is broken by Sawyer entering the room. He lets out a whistle when he sees me, ignoring the tension radiating from Travis. "Damn, Sunshine, you look hot as fuck!"
"Thank you," I say, moving to peck his cheek and he slaps my ass. I thought my skirt and ripped tee combo was on point, especially paired with the ripped fishnets and my Cons.
"Now, we should probably go because there isn’t time for her to get changed."
"She does look hot as fuck and that is kind of the problem. Travis says she needs to change," Asher says, and I roll my eyes at him before I run to grab my bag, making sure I've got everything I need for the night.
"You can't make me change, Travis, and you're not going to." I stick my tongue out at him, trying to lift some more of the tension.
"Briar, you're barely wearing anything. You really think that I'm going to take you out looking like that, where everybody's just going to want you?"
"I don't care about everybody else wanting me, Travis. Let them look. It's not like I belong to them. I don't belong toanybody." I make my words pointed because Idon'tbelong to anybody, no matter what the expression on his face is telling me, his jaw clenching and his shoulders tight.
Letting out a huff, I stomp back into my room, grabbing a shirt and wrapping it around my waist. "There I've got something to cover up with now. Can we go so we don't miss the show?"
"Fine," he growls, grabbing his phone off of the coffee table and stalking out of the room. Cole chuckles when the door slams closed.
"You do look hot as fuck, baby girl. Don't stress him, he's just in caveman mode." He kisses my cheek before heading out of the room, leaving me with just the twins.
"Are you sure you want to go to this concert?" Sawyer teases. "Because I can think of a lot more fun things to do back here."
"I second that," Asher says. I laugh at them both.
"As much fun as that sounds, hell nor high water could keep me from this show. Nor can Travis' surliness. So let's go, boys! I need this show in my life."
We head downstairs and meet Penn and Connor in the lobby. I link my arm with Penn’s and walk slightly ahead.
"Girl, you look like fire," she exclaims, and I laugh at her craziness.