Colin’s POV
Saying that I was worried about Rory was an understatement. The comment last night about him and our prisoner worried me.
When I had asked my twin how was Chris in the sack I did not expect what he would say.
“Like a f*****g drug,” my brother said pushing his hands through his hair. That was a tick he always had when he was nervous or anxious. I could not blame him. We all had demons to fight and Rory’s led him to a dark corridor.
“s**t,” I said. “Noah and I heard her from the living room. The girl’s got a set of pipes on her.” Rory laughed at the comment. I was hard just hearing her moaning and screaming for my twin. The lucky bastard I thought, but seeing him now I was worried.
I wanted to ask him if he would be alright but I stopped myself. He had been through worse a
