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He glanced over his shoulder, his gaze reeling me in. “It can wait.”
“It can’t. I have to…” What?Think of something, dammit.“Clean my car before I go to bed and start my shift.”
“Uh-huh.” He stopped at the bottom of the stairs that led up to Cody’s place and faced me, dropping my arm. “How is work?”
How is work?Why was he asking?
“Good.” I nodded. “How’s the ribs?” His cuts and bruises had all healed, at least.
He patted his left side. “All better. I had a good doctor.” I rolled my eyes. “How’s the boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend?” I blurted, and then it dawned on me. I’d told him I was seeing someone. “Oh, ah, he’s good.” I thumbed over my shoulder. “Anyway, I better go.” I took a step back.
“He’s good?”
“Yep.” I nodded.
“I noticed he wasn’t at the hospital when shit went down with the prez.”
Why had he noted that?
“He’d been out of town. He travels a lot.” I took another step back.
Texas cocked a brow. “Really?”
“Yes. Anyway, tell—”
“Maya,” Cody called from the top of the staircase.
Shit. I’d nearly made my escape.
Cody led Channa down with his hand in hers. He noticed Texas standing there. “Hey, brother.” He’d always called Texas brother, even when Texas wasn’t a member of the club. They had a close bond, one they also shared with Ruin.
“Hey,” Texas replied and turned a grin on Channa. “Darlin’.”
The taste on my tongue soured. I ignored it.
“Texas.” Channa smiled. “Hi, Maya.”
“Hey, girl.” I’d come to care for Channa a lot. She was perfect for my brother, and it was good to see him as happy as Mum was with Dad.
“Maya was too scared to come up in case you two were gettin’ it on,” Texas teased.
I shoved him and shouted, “I was not.”
Channa blushed, while the other two idiots chuckled.
As I scratched the side of my cheek with my middle finger, I grumbled under my breath that I was going to kill Texas.
What nailed his coffin shut was when he reached out and ruffled my hair.
Like I was still his friend’s sister.
Like I was still a kid.
I brushed his hand away. “Cody—” I pointed at him. “—I’ll call you later. Channa—” I smiled at her. “—I’ll be at the bakery later in the week.” Looking at Texas, I pulled my upper lip high. “Asshole, see you never.”
“Maya—”
