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She squared her shoulders and pretended she couldn’t feel the flare of heat on her cheeks. “Your brother got in a fight.” She gestured to her car, to where the scruffy guy was half kneeling on the backseat, one leg braced on the driveway. “I brought him home.”
Nick looked past her and sighed, almost with exasperation. “Damn it, Gabriel.”
His twin. She shook her head. “Chris.”
He’d been moving toward the steps, but stopped short and looked at her. “Chris?”
“Yeah. Your brother. Chris.” Could she possibly stop sounding like an idiot? “He was in a fight behind the gym, and—”
Boom! Thunder shook the house. She flinched and lost her words.
Nick wasn’t listening to her anyway. He jumped off the porch to sprint down the walk, and was now helping the other guy pull Chris out of the car. Somehow they got him supported between them, leaving her car door open to maneuver him onto the walkway. Chris seemed to be trying to help, his feet catching the pavement.
“Can I help?” she called.
The ponytailed guy glared up at her. “No. You’ve done enough.”
Nick swore. “Leave her alone, Michael.”
Like she’d been the one to beat Chris to pieces. “Look, I wanted to take him to the hospital—”
Thunder cracked. The sky opened up.
The rain fell loud and hard, a blanket of white noise that filled her ears and trapped her on the porch. The three on the walkway were drenched immediately. Rain caught the blood on Chris’s face and pulled it down his chin. Lightning flashed, making his skin paler, his bruises darker. In the two minutes she’d been standing on the porch, she’d forgotten how bad it was. He’d taken a lot of damage.
They wrangled him up the steps. His knees buckled as soon as they were under cover.
Nick grunted and caught his weight. “Come on, Chris.”
“Where was he tonight?” the other guy snapped. “I thought he was at school. If Gabriel got him into—”
“He was at school,” she offered. “In the parking lot—”
“Yeah?” Now Michael turned that glare on her. “And what were you doing there?”
“Save it for later, Michael.” Water was dripping from Nick’s hair into his eyes. He wasn’t looking at her, but at the other guy, and he jerked his head toward the doorway. “Let’s just get him upstairs.”
They mostly carried Chris through the doorway, leaving her fidgeting on the porch. She put a hand on the doorframe, wondering if they expected her to come in, to wait, to explain.
You’ve done enough.
Ingrate.
The back door to her car was open anyway, rain probably soaking the seat. She pulled her collar up against her neck and sprinted down the walkway, feeling rain beat against her hair and slap her cheeks.
Half her backseat was drenched. She swore and slammed the door, then fought with the handle of the driver’s side door.
Lightning lit up the sky. “Hey.”
The voice spoke out of the darkness, just beside her ear. She whirled, flattening against her car, thinking of Tyler and Seth and what they’d threatened to do.
But it was just Nick, his eyes dark this far from the lights on the porch. “You want to come in for a minute?”
He seemed to speak right through the rain, his voice intense, as if they weren’t near strangers standing in the middle of a downpour.
His eyebrow raised, and he pushed wet hair off his forehead, making it spike a little from the rain. “How about it?”
Becca swung away to fight with her door handle. “Save it. The other guy didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat.”
