Katrina's POV

I was so tired, but my body was stirring me awake, pushing for me to get up and get ready to get the hell out of here, as soon as possible.

The worry of if we would all make it out of here hit me, as well as what would we do if someone didn't.

I couldn't even think about what would happen if Blue were the one to get trapped here, to be stuck here while I was out there.

Or anyone else for that matter.

"I can taste your worry" Blue grumbled, his stubble dragging across my naked skin as he slowly turned his head to look up at me.

"I'm just worried about us all making it out of here today" I sighed, as his hands roamed up the side of my body.

"I'm getting you out of here" he tried to reassure me.

I sighed, "I know you'll get me out, but what about everyone else? Cha? I'm worried about them too".

He rolled his eyes, "pick three people and I promise I'll get them and you out" he smirked. "As long as none of them are men, of course".

"So ... Cha, Riley, and Ana are my only choices, unless you mean I should pick Diane" I splutter at him, amused.

He smirks over at me, "I don't like Ana, Riley makes me suicidal, and Diane is a no go as well" he shrugged.

I nodded, fighting the laugh, "so just Cha really" I nod at him.

"If that the only person you want to choose then thats fine with me" he smirks, his eyes alight with that wicked tinkle.

He's way to proud of himself right now.

I can't help the bubble of laughter that slips out my mouth, as I shake my head looking down at him, before wincing at the thought of last night, "do you think everyone saw us walk out of the bathroom together?" I ask him as his lips pull up into a devious smile.

He tries and fails to push that smug look off his face as he turns back to me and tries to shake his head, as if he was innocent. "I don't think so ... they may have noticed the lights though" he smirks evilly.

He did not.

"You made the lights flickered?" I hiss down at him.

He smirks, "actually, if your eyes were any indication, I think it was you who made the lights flicker".

Of course.

I groan, "you did it on purpose" I accuse him.

From the smile he sends back to me, I'm pretty sure he's completely fine with taking the blame on this. "I may have done it on purpose in the restaurant, but making the majority of the light bulbs in the house explode that was an accident" he smirked.

I'll never be able to look these people in the eyes again.

I sigh as I look over at his handsome face, "you think Cha brought my food back?" I ask him.

He rolled his eyes up at me, "you fat ass".

I glare over at him, "its a hobby, you light bulb", I reply.

He tried to keep his lips straight, but that smile that sucks all the air out of the room shined over at me, "I give up" he mutters, as he rolls over top of me to the edge of the bed. He sits up, his legs hanging over the edge, his naked back towards me.

Those newly acquired scratch marks that are raked all over his body face me, as I try not to smile at my work of art.

"Work of art, my ass-"

I look down at his ass, looks like my art work traveled down that far as well, "don't be a bitter bitch, if anything it makes you look better" I smile as he turns his head to look back at me.

"Impossible" he grumbles.

I nod at his narrowed eyes, "its true, you went from a 5 to a 7" I nod, desperately trying to keep my face serious, even though at was the biggest lie ever.

He had it right, that handsome son of a bitch could not get any more fucking sexy.

Its impossible.

He scoffs, not even believing me.

Its quiet for a second as his head is bent down, like he's deep in thought. I watch as his back slowly tenses, all the large muscles in his body bunching together.

"Katrina" he starts, his voice nearly making me topple over at the pure affection that leaks from his voice. I quickly sit up feeling the tangible change in the air, watching as he slowly turns his head around to look back at me again.

That look in his eyes as he peered down at me, stopped my breath immediately. I couldn't even explain the shine in his eyes as he looked over at me. A thousand years of emotion shined on his face as he simply just looked at me, a thousand years and a thousand promises.

My heart clenched hard as I looked back at him, my mouth open, as I just took him in.

His face wasn't pulled into that handsome scowl or that tight eyed glare, but just pure contentment was on his face. His face was relaxed, his eyes bright, and he looked so young, so handsome, in that moment, that it stole my breath away over and over again.

He seemed to look directly into me, just watching everything about me fly across my soul as he read it.

I saw something so bright and beautiful in his eyes, I almost wanted to cry.

But I knew he'd immediately call me a puss if tears came to my eyes.

I could only stare back at him in pure amazement and confusion.

It was like he just saw it, whatever it was, he saw it and he loved it.

A small confused smile came to my face as I tilted my head over at him.

His lips tilted up even more as he just stared at me, "Katrina" he said again.

He was speaking to me though, not intentionally I don't think, it was like he was tasting my name on his lips as it rolled off his tongue. That slight twinge of an accent that he couldn't hide tossing my name out into the air.

My heart clenched again.

This man is trying to give me a damned heart attack.

And its working.

My heart was burning, as well as my eyes.

Because he wasn't just saying my name, he was exchanging it for the word love.

My hands started to shake, as he continued to stare at me.

I'm not sure what he was doing to me, but it felt like the early stages of a seizure.

I hadn't realized my hands were gripping the sheets to hard until his own hand touched mine. He trailed it up my arm, to my shoulder, down the dip of my collar bone, and finally up my neck.

His one hand gently gripped the side of my neck, his thumb trailing over my bottom lip.

He was just looking at me in wonder, almost as if he thought I would disappear in front of him. His gentle hand soothing my heart.

He leaned forward slightly, twisting down to his elbow as he stared me dead in the eye, just watching me. "Its more" he muttered almost like he was in a daze, his eyes pressed into my own.

It felt like I was in a deadly trance, "more?" I whispered back to him, just watching him.

He nodded, that small smile still on his face, "more than me?" I ask him, my voice barely a squeak.

What is he doing to me?

He chuckled a small breath of amused air, his fingers twisting into my curls giving a small tug, "more with you" he finished.

Again, this made gave me an asthma attack as the air rushed out of my body again.

Is love asthma a thing?

Because I fucking have it.

I need an inhaler with him staring at me like this.

My mouth just hung open as he stared over at me like that.

"I know last night was romantic, or anything" he started as I just stared back at him utterly baffled and confused.

"It wasn't?" I choked out.

He ran his hand down his face in a nervous frustration, "from the bathroom, to the hallway wall, and finally when we tripped in here, I wouldn't call that romantic" he sighed like he was battling some internal struggle.

What in the hell is going on?

"The top part of your dress is probably still in that hallway" he continued on, "but I-" he cut off looking back up at me, "-I fucking love you, Katrina Lynn Justice" he finished looking like he was about to go through battle.

My heart leapt again, that spark of electricity running through my veins, as he looked up at me, "I-I love you too, Blue what are you-" I started, that dizzy feeling rolling over me as my heart kept beating hard in my chest and the confusion mixed with excitement was throwing me.

But it was his emotions.

He was excited and worried and all these other emotions and his heart was beating so hard, and it was making my own heart beat just as hard.

"That night in the alley ... you changed my life, Katty. It is the strangest fucking thing but, you make me the happiest man I've ever been. Through all this shit, I just keep finding myself trying to get back to you, no matter what. No matter who I have to go through. I only love you", he gave me that soft smile I hardly ever see.

"Blue-"

"I'm only going to love you in this life, Katrina. I feel it and I know who am I to you, what I have to do for you as your Protector" he claimed, "and I swear I'll take care of you. Love you, maybe not perfectly, but I'll fucking try my hardest for you" he continued.

I could only sit there mouth open, eyes burning as he proclaimed all this to me.

I knew he was my Protector, but this ... I never expected him to say all this.

"Blue, I-" I started.

He gripped my hand harder, making the words die on my lips. "I know. I've messed up before, and I probably will again, but I only want to fix all the shit in the world with you. Katrina ... I want you to be my wi-" our door was flung open so hard the knob cracked the wall.

Blue was up and standing in less than a second of that.

I quickly grabbed the sheets and pulled them higher up over my chest, trying to cover my naked body as Rhett came stomping through the door.

I sighed as Blue kind of relaxed, looking at Rhett, before his anger sky rocketed, "what the fuck are you doing in here?" Blue growled in pure fury as Rhett stormed past him, and stopped right above me on the side of the bed, looking straight down at me.

Blue was butt ass naked as he started to stomp towards, and most likely kill, Rhett.

"I love you, Katrina" Rhett's words were like a smack to my face, and Blue's as he stopped dead in his tracks on his way towards Rhett.

My jaw dropped as Rhett stared down at me, his swirling silver eyes completely focused on me, as I kept a tight hold on the sheet hiding my naked body from him.

"Rhett what-" I started.

He cut me off, "I love you, Katrina. Since that day at the party, I've loved you. And I know you think you only deserve the love he" he pointed at Blue, "gives you, but you deserve much more. And I swear to give it to you, for the rest of my life", Rhett finished.

The dead silence that was pressed into the air had enough hostility in it to kill.

The look of deadly rage on Blue's face was enough to have me clutching the sheets tighter, "Blue-" I started as his whole body seemed to shake in pure outrage.

I could only watch him as a deadly type of homicidal plans flashed across his face as he looked over at Rhett.

"Katrina I-" Rhett started only for Blue to finally cut him off.

"You have five seconds to leave. Or I'm going to remove your spine" Blue's voice was so murderous.

I turned back to Rhett to find him just looking back down at me, no fear about the imminent murder about to come his way.

"Rhett go. He's serious" I quickly spit up at Rhett.

"Four" Blue growled.

He just shook his head, "he's not your only choice, Katrina" Rhett finished.

"Three".

Rhett finally turned to leave, making sure to stare Blue down every step of the way.

Blue growled taking one dangerous step forward, "Blue!" I hiss over at him, as he turned and showed that rage to me.

"What" he spat, as Rhett continued to make his way out the room, the door finally closing behind him.

I turned and looked up at him in pure shock, "were you going to fight him butt ass naked?!" I screamed over at him.

"No. I was going to kill him butt ass naked!" he bellowed back at he turned and glared at the door that Rhett had just disappeared out of.

I spluttered in pure disbelief, "Blue, you can't fight him naked! With your dick all out? What in the hell is wrong with you" I cried as I struggled to stand up, the sheet still clutched to my body just incase someone else decided to randomly slip in.

"What in the hell is wrong with you!" he hissed so lowly, as he turned back to look at me.

"Me?" I asked mouth agape.

"YES! You let that fucking palm reader come in here and fuck everything up! Why didn't you just tell him to get the fuck out of here? You even did this shit with Daniel!" he boomed in absolute rage as he turned on me.

"Its not like I fucking asked him to come in here!" I screamed back at him, something in my heart shattering.

I didn't know what to feel.

I don't know what I feel.

Blue settled me with a hard look, "look at me right now and tell me you don't give a fuck about what he just said" he growled.

I opened my mouth, to throw his stupid words back at him.

Repeat them to a tee.

I don't give a fuck about what he just said.

I meant to say it.

I had every intention to.

But my mouth just remained open, no words coming out.

His eyes turned white with power.

And everything went to shit.