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Chris popped the cap on his soda. “You know I can hear you, right?”
Becca couldn’t stop staring at him. “What are you doing here?”
“And what the hell happened to your face?” said Quinn.
He raised an eyebrow and straightened. “I was mostly being sarcastic with that whole ‘friendly table’ comment, but I can take a hint... .”
o;Lemme go,” Gabriel ground out. “Damn it, Chris, lemme—”
“Chill out.” Now Chris wished Gabriel had ridden in the SUV. Nick was better at countering his twin’s rage. “Both of you. We’re almost home.”
But getting home solved nothing. Gabriel wrenched free and shoved out the door before the truck came to a full stop in the driveway.
“Wait a minute,” Michael called. “Don’t think this is over.” He hustled to get the truck in park and slid out of the cab.
Chris swiped the water off his cheeks and followed his brothers.
Nick killed the SUV behind the truck. “What was that about back there?” he called, slamming his door.
“Just your brother having a tantrum,” Michael yelled back. He’d almost caught up to Gabriel, and he reached out a hand to grab his arm. “Running? Who’s the pu**y now?”
Gabriel swung around and punched him.
Michael hit him back.
Chris didn’t realize he’d stopped short until Nick appeared at his side. He could hear their breathing, too quick, a rush of air mixed with the rain and the thunder of his pulse. Chris shifted his weight, wanting to interfere, he just didn’t know who to help.
Lightning hit a tree behind the house. Thunder cracked and branches fell.
Chris felt it through the rain. That lightning wanted a target.
Another bolt pierced the ground like a spear of light, hitting somewhere between them and Michael. Another struck the very edge of the porch railing. A small fire flared to life, crawling along the strip of wood.
Chris swore and begged the rain for help. It poured and doused the fire.
“It’s too much,” said Nick. “He can’t control it.” He started forward.
Lightning struck right in front of them. Chris grabbed Nick’s arm and jerked him back. He suddenly felt like a sitting duck.
Michael had Gabriel pinned now, trapped against the ground. Lightning dove through the sky to strike three feet from Michael’s shoulder. It sizzled into the grass and lit up the front yard for a moment.
Nick pulled free. “Damn it, Michael, let him up!”
Michael swore, staring down at Gabriel. “Try that again and see what I do to you.”
“Fuck you,” said Gabriel. His eyes lit with fury.
Nick grabbed Michael’s arm and pulled. Chris helped. It must have given Gabriel the leverage he needed, because he shoved his brother off him and into the grass.
But Gabriel was still drawing power from the storm. Chris could feel it, the way rage coiled in the air, ready to pounce.
“Stop!” cried Nick. “Gabriel—”
They wouldn’t be fast enough. Chris threw his weight against Michael and shoved, driving his brothers back a few feet through the mud.
Lightning sliced through the night to strike right where they’d been.
Right where Michael had been.
