Page 175 of Pirate Girls


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“About what?”

“About something.”

She wipes the tears off her face and takes a step back. “I didn’t know I was coming between you—”

I grab her back. “You don’t come between us. He’s the problem, not you.”

“And we love him,” she says, and it almost sounds like a plea. “I won’t come between you two anymore.”

She wraps her arms around my neck, holding onto me for dear life before she lets me go.

“I can’t,” she says.

She leaves the room, and I slam my hand into the back of the door.

Goddamn him.

Dylan

My Hunter.

He was always my Hunter, wasn’t he?

I can’t be his, though, and walk into this house with the weight of Kade’s anger and act like we’ll be able to be happy at barbecues, birthdays, and Christmas. We won’t.

I yank open one of the French doors and charge onto the pool deck.

“You’re a fucking liar,” I say to Kade’s back, and I don’t give a shit who hears me.

He pours a drink. “Among other things…”

“You don’t want me,” I growl. “He wasn’t here for a year. I was. Just the two of us. Why are you putting everyone through hell?”

He bounces from one girl to the other and never asked me out or even wanted me alone.

He turns and faces me, a lazy smile on his lips.

I can’t stop myself. I slam the drink out of his hand, and it goes flying to my left.

“Ohh…” someone mumbles as more people take notice and watch us.

Kade cocks an eyebrow, moving closer to me. “If I’d made a move, what would’ve happened?”

He pins me a knowing look, and I harden my jaw.

“Would you have let me keep going?” he presses. “You would’ve, wouldn’t you?”

I narrow my eyes, balling my fists.

“Yeah, I think you would have. Maybe Hunter should know that,” he taunts. “That he’s just a consolation prize, Dylan.”

I whip my hand, slapping him across the face. His head jerks to the side as fire spreads through my palm, but I don’t regret it. The way he talks about Hunter…

I close the distance, speaking low. “There were no girls around me who liked doing the things I liked doing,” I tell him, my voice shaking. “Riding ATVs or motorcycles. None of them were into cars. I had you, and I had Hunter.” I look at him, his face still turned to the side and his eyes down. “I looked up to you. Especially you when we were younger, because you took up entire rooms, and you truly did not give a shit what people thought.” Tears stream down my face. “I would watch you, and I learned that your trick wasn’t to be yourself. It was to love being yourself. If I could find that, then…there was nothing to worry about. Nothing to worry about that I could control anyway.”

Kade used to be so impressive. I didn’t want him. I idolized him.

“You stood up for me when we were kids,” I whisper, holding back my sobs. “You were strong, and you always win.”

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