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“Now this looks like some actual competition for us, Noxxy,” Ford says, giving them that smile that got him the nicknamePretty Boy.?
“Snow, you sure you’ve got any more in you? You were struggling at the gym earlier.” My loyalty will always lie with Greyson, but Snow is good people. We spend a lot of time together, training with our coach at Lights Out. He’s not my brother in the sense that Ford, Grey, and even Lucian are, but I consider him a friend.????
“Bullshit. You were the one watching the clock. Or maybe that was Lucian’s sister you were eyeing.” He gives it back to me, smirking because he knows exactly what he’s doing.?
“Fuck off,” I growl, not making eye contact with Lucian.?
“Whatever, if y’all wanna play with the big boys, line ’em up,” Ford says, saving me from the conversation.???
I miss my first two shots, my mind back on Emerson.?
“Oh fuck,” Lucian says, snapping my attention to where he’s watching Snow move toward an upset Lottie. Greyson comes barreling down the steps after his ex. The same pain and confusion he’s had marred across his face for the last two months are etched in place.???
I see G’s eyes narrow in on Snow’s hand that’s touching Lottie.?
Here we fucking go.?
“Don’t fucking put your hands on me,” Snow says after Greyson jerks his hand off Lottie. The exchange has me moving between them. I know Greyson is one second away from exploding. Snow may be the one who wants to pursue a career in fighting, but Greyson is a big motherfucker, and when you mess with someone he cares about, there is no stopping him. Luckily, Lucian and I are able to de-escalate the situation.?
G moves toward Lottie again, begging her to listen to him.?
“I haven’t touched another girl that way since the first night I met you in Nori Beach. I swear on my Pop’s grave.”?
Thankfully for my best friend, his words get through to her, and I notice her resolve slipping.??
Deep down, I envy Greyson. I know we both want the opposite of our childhoods, and despite his current situation, I think he is closer than I’ll ever be to finding that.??
Someone who will always choose us.?
Someone who will always want us over everything else.??
* * *
I waittill Lucian and Ford pull away before I walk the short distance to Emerson’s window. When Lucian offered to drive us to smoke a blunt at Frankie’s house, I made up a lie about being exhausted from training today. But in reality, all I could think about was getting back to check on Emerson.?
I can’t shake the look on her face as we pulled away earlier. I got the feeling she had her own reservations about going to Highland, even though she was expressing the complete opposite.?
Tapping three times against her window, I don’t see any signs of her, so they must still be at the party.?
Fuck… The bad feeling creeping up my neck and clawing at my insides is exactly why I only took two sips of my beer during pong earlier.?
I dig into my pocket, retrieving the key to my old car, and head north. To the place my scumbag father spends most of his time, getting drunk and doing God only knows what.?
Entering the town, I see the remnants of two trailers burned to the ground. Meth lab gone bad… I remember hearing about the explosion last year.?
The town isn’t all bad. The views of the mountains are unmatched, and they have one of the best diners you’ll ever eat at, but The Savages MC started bringing in drugs and turning this place to shit little by little, according to Rex and Gunnar.?
I turn down Law Store Road, which basically runs through the nicer side of town. Supposedly, the party is somewhere in this vicinity. It was Colton’s excuse to me that the house was safe for them to go to.?
I drive for a half a mile before I start to see some neighborhoods. With my left hand, I crank the manual window lever around and around, listening for any indication of a party nearby.???
What will I find? What if Emerson is with some guy, but it’s of her own accord? Can I handle that??
Honestly, I don’t fucking know.?
That thought goes out the window as my eyes land on a purple-haired beauty walking toward me on the other side of the road.?
Opening my door before I even have my car fully in park, I run to her. “What the fuck are you doing out here by yourself? Where is my brother?” I examine her, waiting for an answer. She doesn’t look injured or drunk, but something’s off.?
