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“Ev?” Morgaine asked, coming in with her long hair half coming out of her braid. She and Delaney must have gotten knocked up at the same time, because both of them looked ready to push out a baby any day.
Despite myself, I felt a familiar stab of longing.
Out of all of us, I was the one who’d always been really clear about what I wanted in life. A wife, a house, and kids. The whole white-picket-fence thing.
And here they all were, settling down, building that future that I’d always wanted. While my life just stood still. It was hard not to be envious, even if I genuinely was happy for them all.
“Everleigh,” Coach explained, handing her a mug from the high shelf, knowing her belly was getting in the way these days.
“What’s wrong with Everleigh?” she asked, tensing.
The two of them weren’t exactly best friends, but they had a bond what with Everleigh paying Morgaine to poison her sister’s abusive ex and all.
“She was arrested for drug trafficking,” Slash supplied, then immediately regretted it when Morgaine’s face drained of color. “Shit,” he hissed to himself, reaching out like he was going to catch her if she passed out.
“What?” Morgaine yelled, making Lani on the couch jerk awake, sitting up and trying to orient herself for a minute before she was clutching the blanket to herself while finding her discarded clothes out of the scattered mess of them.
“Hey, why don’t you sit?” Slash asked as Coach pulled out a stool from the island and helped him push her onto it.
“She’s innocent,” I said with certainty.
“Of course she is,” Morgaine said with a little eye roll. “How did this happen?”
“I don’t know,” I told her. “But we are going to figure it out. I hired her a lawyer. We are getting this sorted.”
“God, she should come here,” she declared, making the three of us guys look at each other. “If she’s somehow supposed to be the patsy for some drug traffickers, she’s in danger, isn’t she?” she asked.
Well, shit. Yeah, she was right.
I’d been thinking this was only about Gav. Who I didn’t think was capable of actually hurting Everleigh. But if he was wrapped up with someone else, then, yeah, that was true. She could be in danger.
My gaze slid to Slash. Old friends as we might be, club decisions went to him.
“Think that’s a good idea,” he agreed, and I found myself narrowing my gaze at the bemused glint in his eye.
“What’s a good idea?” Sway asked, coming into the kitchen, giving Lani a nod as she made her way to the door.
“Long story short,” Slash said, “Everleigh was wrongfully arrested as a drug trafficker. Detroit hired Simon Evertz to get her free. Morgaine thinks she needs to come stay here to be safe.”
Sway’s brows rose and that same glint Slash had met his eyes as well. But Sway had never been one to hold back, so his smirk spread into a smile before he declared, “Yeah, I think Detroit will keep herreal safe.”
“It’s not like that,” I insisted, even as my mind raced around at a breakneck speed, thinking of Everleigh here in the clubhouse, sitting across from the table, watching movies on the couch…
Shaking my head to knock those thoughts free, I said, “She will hate it here.”
“What? Why would you say that?” Morgaine asked.
“She goes to sleep early, and doesn’t like a lot of noise.”
“Oh, she does, does she?” Sway asked, smile big.
I picked up the thing closest to me, a dish towel that someone didn’t hang back up where it belonged, and flung it at him.
“We were talking about last night’s party when I got to the gym this morning, asshole,” I said, knowing he’d been trying to get a rise out of me. He seemed pleased to have managed that feat as he grabbed the towel out of the air before it hit him in the face.
“Did anyone contact Bayleigh?” Morgaine asked, looking at me.
“I don’t know,” I admitted.
