Phil’s POV
There was a party and he mentioned it, looking at me in what seemed like a hopeful manner.
“No thank you,” was my automatic answer.
He had the audacity to ask why. Like I would want to see girls hang on him all night long.
And I hadn’t even expected him to come back.
Why would he come back?
I’d been in the middle of a nightmare about Theo announcing his engagement to Chelsea when something literally hit into me from behind, scaring me awake. Hands moved over me and sniffing in my ear—what the f**k? “Theo?” Because who else could it be? He grunted and I knew without a doubt that it was Theo and that he was messed up. “Jesus Theo, you scared the s**t—“ He licked my neck making me stiffen, heartbeat skyrocketing as his hand pushed into my pants,
