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“Isn’t.”
“What?” Drake asked.
“Now isn’t a good time. No one says ain’t.”
Unease filled me. I didn’t like Samuel correcting Drake like that.
“Right,” Drake drew out. “Anyway, I’ll tell my sister you stopped by.”
“Thank you, and please let her know I’ll call her later.”
I wished he wouldn’t. Like he had tried over the week. Though, I did feel a little guilty for dodging his calls and drop-bys. I just didn’t want to deal with someone I hardly knew when I was in such a mess.
Drake closed the door and leaned against it. “I used to think he was cool, but, sis, you could do better.”
Amusement unlocked my tense form and replaced the unease. “Thanks, Drake, I’ll keep your opinion in mind.”
He went back to his chair. “Seriously, I didn’t realise he had a stick wedged up his arse so much. He’s never corrected me before.”
“Maybe he has a lot on his mind and it slipped out,” Ruby tried with a shrug. She always saw the best in people. It was sweet, and I prayed no one walked all over her for it.
Really, I couldn’t be annoyed with Samuel too much. It was my fault for not speaking to him. He could just be worried for me. Yet, I didn’t want his worry.
Another knock sounded, and Drake groaned as he got up and went to the door. He opened it. “Sir?”
“I forgot to pass these on. They were in the car.” There was a crinkling sound, and Drake now held a bunch of flowers.
God, now I felt like a bitch.
Patting Ruby’s thigh, I got to my feet when I heard a rumble of pipes. One of Dad’s brothers was about to show. As far as I knew, Samuel didn’t know my family was a part of a motorcycle club.
The rumble stopped when I reached the door, and Drake noticed me. My brother stepped outside and I filled the doorway.
Samuel smiled pleasantly. “Maya, it’s good to see you.”
“You too, Samuel. I really appreciate your concern, and the flowers, but I’m not the best company right now.” Instinctively, I ran my fingers over the scab down the side of my face when his gaze snagged on it.
“I understand that.”
“Yo, Drake.”
My heart stilled before it gave off a giant leap.
The bike had been Texas’s.
“Texas, hey,” Drake replied with a beaming grin.
Texas bounded up the stairs and stopped between Samuel and Drake. “What’s happenin’?” He looked from Drake to Samuel, and then his gaze landed on me.
If I didn’t know any better, I was sure his face softened.
Not that it mattered.
It didn’t.
“Dad’s inside, Texas. Go on through,” I told him.
Samuel sputtered, “He’s allowed in?”
