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Well, that stifled any retort he had in his arsenal. He cleared his throat and leaned on the back of the truck. “I didn’t know you were close to my mother. She hasn’t mentioned you.”
Jenna inhaled deeply. “You don’t call her enough then.”
Fuck. That was a knife, but only because he knew she was right. Her callout made him angry. “Worry about your own parents.”
“I do. I visit them every weekend I have off work. Our moms are friends now. Did you know that? When I visit my mom, I get yours.” She offered him a quick smile. “She teaches me to shoot pistols. She even bought me a nine-mil handgun a couple of birthdays back.”
Lucas narrowed his eyes and leaned on his truck. “What kind of nine-mil?” Yep, this was a test.
“A Kimber Micro.”
“Let me guess. Black, with camo on the grip.” She’d gifted him and his father bigger handguns in blacks and camos. Once upon a time, Beaston had said something about girls liking things that matched.
“Nope. Purple, teal, and silver. She knew a custom girly color would be the only way she could hook me into going to the range with her. She got matching ones for herself and my mom.”
His chuckle surprised him.
“What’s funny?” she asked.
Besides the ‘girls like things that match’ quote rolling across his mind…“I can’t imagine you shooting anything.”
“I’ve wanted to shoot Gunner a couple times,” she admitted, and the vision of it made him laugh again.
He nodded and looked to the woods that surrounded the hotel. “I’ve wanted to shoot him myself.”
“Cadence isn’t trying to get you back, you know. She didn’t even want to bring you in.”
He narrowed his eyes and studied Jenna. She was a few years younger than him, was raised in the Ashe Crew with Gunner. Submissive as hell, and had probably strung together more words to him here in the dim morning light than she had in all the times they’d seen each other in passing as kids. She’d never hung out with Cadence’s circle, that he could remember. “Oh yeah? Cadence tried this same thing for a few years after I left. Feels like a familiar game.”
“This time was my idea.”
Well that drew him up short. “Your idea? Why?”
“Because Gunner told me what you did to him.”
“What I did to him,” he repeated softly, anger whispering through his veins at the mention of it.
“He also told me what he did to you.”
And there it was. That was the word combination that got his attention more than anything else that had happened in the last couple of days. Gunner didn’t talk to people who weren’t trustworthy. He’d always been closed-off.
“Are you with him now?” Lucas asked curiously.
“No one is with Gunner. He can’t take a female. He can barely take care of himself.”
“What about Cadence?” he asked. “She has her attention on him still.”
“They aren’t together like that.” Her eyes stayed downcast, but he wished she would look up at him again and let him see the pretty silver in her eyes. As if she could read his mind, she glanced up at him. “At least, it’s not like that anymore.”
“Who is Kru?”
She shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine. I just got here a few days ago. Haven’t even finished moving my stuff into my trailer. I had one night in the park with Gunner before he bounced.”
“And he told you about me in that one night?”
She smiled. “We’ve been friends for years, Lucas. He told me about that a long time ago.”
Okay. This woman had his attention now. The Jenna he remembered was a mouse who didn’t make friends easy. She was always on the fringe, avoiding attention, wishing invisibility. But she was friends with the Fury?
