his next order. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to tell us what happened to your side. Then, when that’s done and handled, we’ll go over the rules with you so that you know what you can and can’t do. And there won’t be any more arguing.”
“I’m not a fan of rules. And I’m not really big on telling other people my personal shit,” I say, again thinking of that damn doctor I suddenly keep remembering. From what I can recall, he knew more about me than anyone else did, besides my parents. And what did he do to me? Well, from what little I can remember …
For some reason, my fingers drift to my pocket where the feather pendant is. I brush my fingertips along the metal and get the strangest sense of peace again.
WTF?
What is this thing?
“How about I just go get on that bus?” I say, figuring it might be for the better if I take a break from these guys and try to clear my head and try to figure out what the hell this pendant is. “And you guys can go on with your lives, bossing other people around who will actually listen. Like Dixie May. She’ll probably be more than happy to listen to you guys.”
“Oh, I have big plans for your cousin,” Hunter assures me as he sits down in the front seat and twists around to look at me with a devious grin spreading across his face. “Big, fun, wild plans.”
“Good for you,” I say. “If you want to fuck her, go ahead. Just don’t give me a recap. You should probably wrap it up, though. She gets around.”
Hunter stares at me for a blink then busts up laughing. “You think I’m going to fuck your cousin?” He points back at the house. “Her? Seriously?”
I shrug. “I don’t know why you’re acting like that’s shocking. Dixie May may be a lot of things, but she’s also gorgeous and flirty, and some guys apparently like that … She’s had a lot of boyfriends.”
Hunter rubs his hand across his mouth, I think to conceal a smile. Then he trades a glance with Zay, who gives him a wide-eyed, pressing look. Jax doesn’t remove his gaze from mine, but a pucker forms at his brows.
“What?” I ask defensively. “Why’re you guys looking at me like I’m crazy?”
Because you are, Raven.
A crazy freak.
Hunter trades another look with Zay then looks at Jax. “Can I answer this one, or are you going to? Because I’m not going to play the silent game with this. She needs to understand.”
Jax is a mask of control as he assesses me. “Yeah, I guess you can. Just make sure you choose your words carefully.” He gives Hunter a warning look then reclines against the seat.
Giving Jax a salute, Hunter shuts the door then everyone grows quiet.
“You guys are weird,” I state the obvious. “Is this how you usually act?”
Zay snorts a laugh. “Fuck no. That’s all you, princess.” He glances at me from over his shoulder. “Your stubbornness and inability to cooperate has us all messed up in the head.”
“Sorry,” I say unapologetically. “If I’m that annoying, you should just let me get on the bus.”
He grips the wheel and shoves the shifter into reverse. “It’s not annoying. It’s just …” He trails off, backing the car up and turning it around.
Again, I’m left confused, which seems to be a reoccurring theme whenever I’m around them.
Silence skips by as Zay drives toward the end of the driveway.
Halfway down, Hunter looks at me again with a contemplative look on his face. “You wanna know why some guys want your cousin?” he asks. “And I mean, the real reason. Not your naïve assumption.”
“Hey, I may be a lot of things, but I’m not naïve,” I protest. “I’ve seen a lot of dark shit in my time. Like, way more than your average person.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt that,” he agrees, crossing his arms on the back of the seat. “But I’m not talking about dark shit. I’m talking about sex, something I’m starting to wonder if you know anything about.”
I roll my eyes. “Again, I’m not a naïve idiot. I know what goes where and how to get it done.”
An amused smile plays at the corners of his lips. “Yeah, but have you ever had the what in your where? Or, in less naïve terms, a dick in your pussy.”
Zay shakes his head as he steers the car out of the driveway