do it where I didn’t have other bikers hunting me down when they found out.
“It’s none of anyone’s business. Pass me my phone.” I leaned over the table with my hand held out.
“No, seriously, are you two datin’ or somethin’? He shouldn’t be goin’ after my brother,” Zion said with a snarl.
“We’re not dating,” I yelled, straightening with my hands on my hips.
Everyone went quiet and stared at me, as if waiting for an explanation.
“Did he reject you?” Zion asked darkly. “I’ll kill the little fucker for rejectin’ you.”
“I’ll help,” Death added.
This was one effed-up situation, and my head spun from it.
Before Wreck could join in on the threats, I said, “No, he didn’t reject me.” Zion went to open his mouth, but I shot my hand out and up. “Stop. Don’t say anything else.” I took a breath. “Kylo and I are just friends. Again, not that it’s anyone’s business. And even if we were dating…” I blushed. “Um…” I forgot what I was saying because I really couldn’t believe I was talking to three men about my nonexistent dating life with a guy. “Look, let’s, ah, leave it at it’s no one’s business.”
They all looked at one another, making my body tense up. “What was that?” I demanded, pointing at all of them.
“What?” Zion asked casually, leaning back in his seat.
“That look,” I stated.
“There was no look,” Wreck said with a smile, and that smile made me stupid because it was stunning.
“I… you….” I growled again before reaching over, snatching up my phone, and stalking from the room while three men laughed behind me.
In my room, I closed my door and went straight to my bed and lay down. The scene rolled around in my head, and I still couldn’t make sense of it. Yes, it was normal, well somewhat, for my own brother to be protective of me, but then there were Wreck and Death doing the same.
Unless… unless it was the way they were. Like Kylo said, they took care of their family.
Groaning, I dropped my arm over my eyes. I couldn’t help but hope that Wreck was doing it for another reason, but thinking that made me even stupider.
I just had to remember and keep it in the forefront of my mind that these men would do anything for their family, and since I was Zion’s brother, it looked like it meant me as well.
A gasp escaped me when my phone chimed on the bed beside me. I removed my arm and picked up the phone; it was Kylo.
Kylo: Hey, I know you’re probably studying, but have a break. Instead of me coming over, if you’re free, live a little and come to the compound.
Me: I’m so sorry for not replying earlier. You’re right, I was studying. Maybe next time I’ll take you up on that offer, but right now, I’m tired. Plus, I have work tomorrow.
Kylo: You’ll always have work on Saturday. What about tomorrow night?
Me: Sorry, I promised an old friend we’d go to the movies.
I wasn’t lying either. West and I were friends since the first day of college. Usually Kimber, Janine, and Linton would be with us as well, since we all met on the first day and became somewhat friends, but they were all busy. Not that it bothered me. I was a little closer to West than the others. Mainly because we’d been drunk one night and confessed we were gay. There was zero attraction between us though; we never saw each other as a fit.
I sat up as a thought crossed my mind. What happened if Kylo thought I was being rude and not inviting him along? Would he want to go? Did he have time? He’d told me he usually manned the bar on the weekends at the compound, which, when I asked, I found out was the place the bikers got together for their meetings and such. Some even lived there.
Would West mind if I asked Kylo?
Me: Would you want to join us?
Kylo: Thanks for the offer, but another time. I’ve got shit to do at the compound.
Me: No problem. Talk tomorrow.
When he didn’t reply straight away, I knew he must have been caught up doing something. I went back to lying down on the bed. Sleep called to me, and since I was done with the books, I needed to have a shower before I could even think about shutting down.
Moaning, I got up and grabbed my towel that hung over the back of my