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Huck had just been walking around Moses Mile? Since when did the rodeo squad show up here?
Saxon didn’t look confused. He simply nodded and put his plate in the sink.
“Might want to go on out yourself. See how things are going. Think your dad might be looking for you,” Huck told him.
Saxon took a deep breath and gripped the edge of the sink before nodding. “Okay,” he finally replied, then gave me one last glance before leaving out the back door.
I stared at the door, trying to make sense of the scene I’d just witnessed, then remembered Huck was still here. I looked back at him.
He gave me a nod, then walked over to the fridge. “Sax is a good kid,” Huck said as he looked around. “But he’s a guy. Sometimes, a pretty face can make us stupid.”
I said nothing. I was waiting for him to get to his point.
He reached into the fridge and pulled out a gallon of tea. “Takes us males a while to grow up. Understand what’s more important,” Huck told me as he placed the tea on the bar. He smiled at me then, like he was having a chat with an old friend.
“Is there a point to this?” I asked him finally.
He nodded. “Yeah.” He pulled a glass down from the cabinet. He had been here enough times to know exactly where the glasses were. Maybe he had come to check on Empire or something, and I’d never seen him. “Sax might say something stupid that could end real bad. Don’t want to see that happen. If he’s your friend, then you don’t either. You got questions, ask Blaise. You get asked questions, tell them to ask Blaise.”
He poured tea into the glass and took a long drink. When it was clear he wasn’t going to say any more, I stood up.
“I’m not even sure what Blaise and I are. We haven’t talked about it. I don’t think that after one night in his bed, I’m now supposed to go through him for all communication. Sax is my friend. We talk. I trust him.”
Huck put the glass back down and sighed loudly. “In the kitchen this morning,” he began, “he called you his.”
He had. We’d kinda talked about that. We had sex again after that, and he made me think nothing in the world mattered but the two of us. But that had been in the moment. Out here, away from his private cave, things weren’t so clear. This was new. We were new. There were no actual ties, except the sex and obvious attraction.
“You might not understand it yet. But Sax does,” Huck said, then drank the rest of his tea in one long gulp before placing the glass in the sink and heading for the back door.
I wanted to stop him and tell him to explain to me what that meant. Something was wrong here. I could tell myself I was overthinking it all. I wanted to, but there was a secret I didn’t know. A secret where Blaise was dangerous or obeyed or whatever.
I wasn’t sure, but the thought occurred to me,What if the secret is why my mother left?Who were these people?
Twenty-Five
The book I’d gotten from the Houstons’ library didn’t distract me much, but it was the best thing I could think of to occupy my thoughts until Blaise arrived. It was almost five when my bedroom door opened and Blaise stepped inside. I stared at him as he walked over to the bed and picked up my packed bag.
“Let’s go.” It wasn’t a request; it was a command.
I didn’t move. I sat there with my book and studied him.
His eyes locked with mine. He was angry. This was the Blaise that I was used to. The one who had taken me to his cave blindsided me. He’d confused me and made me forget things. Like the fact that Blaise was normally an asshole.
“Now, Madeline.”
I wasn’t scared of him. Everyone else could be if they wanted to be, but I wasn’t. He was pissed. Probably because Huck had told him I’d had lunch with Saxon and the questions Saxon had asked me. I didn’t care. We hadn’t done anything wrong. Saxon was my friend. I lived in his house.
“I don’t obey orders,” I replied putting my book down and crossing my arms over my chest defiantly.
Blaise’s nostrils flared as he inhaled, and I knew I was pushing him. I still didn’t care. He didn’t have to walk into my room and treat me like his property. I’d had sex with him, not signed over my life to him.
“Please,” he said through his teeth.
I raised my eyebrows and said nothing.
Blaise muttered a curse and tossed the bag down on the floor, then stalked over to me. I didn’t move an inch. I wasn’t going to show fear. He wouldn’t control me. Whatever god complex he had wasn’t going to be encouraged by me.
“If you don’t move your sweet ass right fucking now, I’m going to carry you out,” he threatened.
