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Killian’s jaw went rigid and he leveled a narrowed glare on my best friend. Wes came up behind me, taking the mug from my hand. I grabbed a new one and waited as he poured himself a cup. Opening the fridge, I grabbed the half and half and milk, rotating in time to hand him the milk as he handed me my mug. We both poured a dash of liquid into our mugs, then we traded, repeating with the other beverage. I didn’t even realize it was quiet in the room until I looked over my shoulder at Killian and Laura, who were both staring at us.
“What?” I asked.
Killian shrugged, smiling. “Just funny watching you guys, you’d think you’ve done this a time or two before.”
I glanced over my shoulder, seeing Wes already watching me. I broke my gaze and moved away from the counter, the awkwardness of how easily we’d fallen back into our roles trailing me.
“I need to get to the bus station.” Laura exhaled, setting her mug aside while standing from the table.
I sipped my coffee while my eyes flicked up to catch Killian’s expression. He was staring at Laura, his jaw tight, then he glanced at Wes. For what, I had no idea.
It felt like there were more secrets, and things I didn’t know, but I knew my best friend well enough that she wouldn’t tell me until she was ready. Maybe if I asked Killian, he’d tell me.
Laura went off to the room to get ready, and a piece of toast with apple butter landed in front of me.
I looked up to find Wesley glaring down at me. “Eat something.”
His attention was put on Killian next, where they began talking about different club members and plans that had been made earlier. I bit off pieces of toast while I gleaned what I could.
“Red says she needs more time to plan the barbeque.” Killian said, sipping from a glass bottle of orange juice he must have purchased before coming over.
Wes shook his head, staying across the kitchen while munching on his own toast.
“Don’t have the time. Just throw some fuckin’ hot dogs in there—that’s a Costco run. Tell her not to complicate it.”
Killian nodded.
“How was your conversation with the Roman?” Killian asked Wes, but his gaze flicked quickly to me.
Who was the Roman? I had never heard that name used before.
Wes stared down at the floor before saying easily, “Fine…there’s follow up that I’ll need to make. He needs to ask his mother if she’d feed us the intel we asked about.”
Fuck, I hated this.
I was dying to know what they were talking about, and it felt rude as hell they were doing this in front of me, but it wasn’t anything new. My father had talked in code and half sentences, where bits and pieces were missing, my entire life. Wes still let his gaze linger on me, as if he knew I was curious.
I tilted my head, and he just moved on to a different topic, ignoring me.
About to interrupt them, I opened my mouth right as the guest room door opened and Laura walked out with her bags on her shoulders. I jumped up to help her.
“Make sure she’s with you when you come back.” Wes told Killian, while pointing at me.
Laura winced, as if she’d run into a glass wall.
“Callie can just drive me in her car, we don’t need to be escorted.”
Wes stared down at his phone as he replied curtly, “He won’t ride with you, just follow.”
Laura locked eyes with me. “Seriously?”
I shrugged, blushing a little because it was ridiculous, but things were tense with the Raiders, and I knew better than anyone that it wasn’t something to take lightly. Still, that didn’t mean I didn’t have my own plans to ditch Killian the first chance I got. I wasn’t eighteen anymore or walking alone in dark parking lots. I carried mace and a taser now, along with Max… Shoot, I hadn’t even checked on him this morning.
“Max?”
There was the jingle of his collar and then I heard him clomping down the stairs.
“Why were you up there?” I asked, stroking his head.
