Chapter 65

Del's POV

Zed came walking up to the open door, his tool bag dangling from his fingers. He nodded toward me, not bothering with a friendly smile. I appreciated the neutrality, honestly.

“How much shit do we have to build?” he checked.

“A lot,” I admitted.

“Good. Elliot needs to take his anger out on some screws.” Zed patted Elliot’s shoulder.

I snorted as Elliot gave his buddy a lighthearted shove. I’d only known Elliot for a few hours and could already tell that he didn’t have a damned ounce of anger inside his gigantic body.

“I’ll start in Rocco’s room, you take the spare?” Elliot asked Zed, as the two men headed up the stairs without so much as a backward glance. They were treating me normally, and it meant a hell of a lot to me.

“Alright. I’m sending the wolf your way if he attacks me for her room smelling like me, though,” Zed grunted.

I felt infinitely better as the guys vanished up the stairs, leaving me without making me uncomf