“You want me to callhimin?”
Him.Cross clenched his jaw.
“No.” She narrowed her gaze. “Not yet.”
But soon. Secrets didn’t stay hidden forever.
Fuck!
*
The ride back to Killcreek from Lawry was longer due to all the construction on the highway. Certain parts of their state were expanding. Not theirs though. Killcreek and the surrounding area would remain untouched. They’d see to it.
They pulled into the parking lot after eleven. With the amount of cars, trucks, and bikes, it was clear the brothers who’d stayed behind were partying. Usually, Cross would be up for it but not tonight. He’d take a page from Ghost’s book and retreat to his room. He had too many thoughts, and some doubts, running through his mind.
As they started up the stairs, the door opened, and Cleo and Ghost walked out.
She immediately greeted Wraith. It was still strange to see them together as a couple. It had been a long time coming, but was new for everyone.Knox would’ve liked this.
“Did we interrupt a date, Ghost?” Gent asked.
“Walking her to her car, asshole.” Ghost gave him the middle finger while Cleo slapped his arm. Wraith didn’t even react to Gent’s taunting.
“I thought you’d be back a lot sooner,” she said.
“Got held up at Inez’s.”
Cleo smiled. “Oh, how is she?”
“As pleasant as ever.” Gent snorted. “Not hanging with your newbestie?”
Addison was the last topic Cross wanted to hear about. The woman had already consumed too many of his thoughts. He was eager to be rid of them.Is that so?He could have easily been done with her forever a few hours ago. Instead, he made the decision to let her stay. This woman was a mindfuck.
He and Ace passed the group, about to enter the house, when Cleo spoke.
“She’s working tonight.”
Cross stilled, slowly looking at Ace, who shared the same expression. What the fuck? Cross spun around and headed straight to Cleo with Ace at his side.
“What did you say?”
Cleo blinked and glanced up at Wraith. If she was hoping he’d step in, she was wrong. His jaw hardened.
“She’s working? Where?” Wraith asked.
Cleo cleared her throat, shifted on her feet, and forced a smile. Uncomfortable would’ve been putting it mildly.
“Cleo.” Ace growled.
“Um, yeah, so we were at Barry’s having lunch, and since he can’t work with his cast, and the girl behind the counter was really struggling, Addison made a drink for a customer, and well, Barry offered her a job. She’s a bartender back home, ya know.”
What. The. Fuck!
“You know about this?” Ace asked Wraith.
“No.” Wraith growled.
“Well, it just happened. I didn’t have time to tell you.”
