“Nope, sweetheart, eyes on me.”
They flew open and I watched as Zeb put his hand down his track pants and stroked himself.
“Zeb,” I said. “Please.”
That was all it took. He set the phone on his desk and came over me. “Okay, my naughty tutor. Flip over. I haven’t fucked you yet from behind.”
“Yo! Wilder!”
The shout came from Nick from downstairs. I looked up at Zeb, who clenched his jaw. He wasn’t too thrilled about being cockblocked by his roommate. Neither was I.
“Go away!” Zeb shouted.
“No, man. Put some clothes on and get down here.”
“Later.”
I should be embarrassed that his roommates knew what we were up to, but really, it would probably be weird if we weren’t always fooling around. I was justthankful Nick didn’t knock on the door and bust into Zeb’s room like his brother Colt had back at the ranch.
“It’s about Trout. He got busted.”
This time, when our eyes met, something besides need passed between us.
Zeb pushed up off the bed and grabbed my leggings I’d tossed on the floor.
We didn’t say anything as I put my clothes on and went downstairs.
Nick was in the kitchen pulling a drink from the fridge. Zeb leaned against the counter and pulled me up against him.
“What’s this about Chase?” he asked.
Nick looked like he just finished a sweaty workout, and twisted off the lid of a sports drink.
“It’s all over campus. Trout’s out.”
“Out?” I asked.
Nick looked at me. Nodded. “Yeah. They arrested him at his house. Word is he’s been involved in a local drug ring that’s been peddling the shit to the local high schools. Rumor has it someone turned on Chase.” Nick shook his head and took a swig of his drink.
“Think it was the guy from the photo?” I asked Zeb.
We’d told Nick all about it and how we werewaiting and hoping something would happen. That other evidence would be found that would make charges stick, and not circle back to me.
Now it had.
“Nah, it was that Rod Severs kid. Remember, he came to tryouts but didn’t make it?”
Zeb nodded. “He spent the summer in Devil’s Ditch working at Chase’s family ranch. He was arrested last month after he fucked with my new sister-in-law, Taylor. Hell, he even hurt my dad.”
“Shit, that sucks,” Nick said. “I guess Severs finally rolled on his friend.”
I looked up at Zeb, not sure what they were talking about.
“Rod Severs is…wasa student here. Made friends with Chase. Spent the summer at his ranch in Devil’s Ditch doing fuck all. Not tossing hay bales at least. He drugged Lainey’s horse at a barrel racing competition in July, hurt my dad. Then he hid out in town with Taylor’s dad until he was caught.”
“So the police, what, reinterviewed him and he gave up details on Chase?”
Nick shrugged as he tossed the empty plastic bottle into the recycling can in the corner. “Sounds like it.”
