“Your little angel was just sneaking out with boys, Aido. Tighten up your ship.”
Aiden turns his glare on his demon daughter, then he points back in the direction he just came from. “Move your ass.”
Evie’s attempt at innocence is lost instantly. “Biggie! He’s just my friend!”
“Wanna know how many shits I have to give, Evelyn? No boys until you’re thirty.”
“You put me in a gym full of fighters, but you expect me not to talk to boys? Newsflash, dummy. Almost every person I ever speak to is a boy.”
“Yeah, dummy, and they’re all related to you. Talk to your cousins. That’s all the company you need. Now get.”
Evie turns back and glares venomously at Jimmy, then she stomps out of the room with a huff. Aiden lifts his chin to Jim in thanks, then he turns to Mac, forcing him up against the wall with his glare alone. “Don’t talk to my daughter again.”
“We’re just friends, Aide– sir.”
“Anything you do to my baby, I do to you. Remember that next time you try to make friends with any girl with the last name Kincaid.”
Mac swallows deeply, and I cough out a laugh at the usually foul-mouthed daredevil finally being spooked. “Yes sir.”
I lick my split lip and lay back on the mats as the room clears of Rollers and their offspring, but my gaze is drawn to the door as it slams open with a dangerous boom. Marc storms in with fury in his eyes. What’s new? He’s always grumpy these days. “Hey. What’s up, Macchio?”
“Loyalty! That’s what!”
I don’t get up. I just fold my hands behind my head. “What are you talking about?”
“I’ve spent the last decade and a half hating on Sammy because you’re my brother, and she fucked you over.”
“Okay.”
“I spent the last month and a half treating her like dog shit, because you’re my brother and she hurt you.”
I roll my eyes. “Yeah, you kinda did. Good looking out, bro.”
“Why didn’t you tell me she had my back?” I frown as X and Oz walk into the large training room behind him. “Why didn’t you tell me she left because she thought she was protecting me?”
“What are you talking about?”
Marc stabs his finger toward the guys. “Tell him what you just told me.”
“About Dad decking old man Ricardo?”
That got my attention. I shoot up from my lazy sprawl on the mats and stand to look at my brother. “Come again?”
“Dad knocked his block off about a year after she left.”
“Why?”
“Ricardo came looking for Sammy. She wasn’t with him and he assumed she came back to you.”
“She didn’t.”
X rolls his eyes. “Obviously. I was there for this train wreck, remember?”
“I was there that day too,” Oz says. “Fuckface Ricardo came into the station looking for his daughter. He bitched about how he got her away from you and it was all for naught because she came back anyway.”
“But she didn’t come back!”
“So, she didn’t come back to you, but she didn’t stay with him either. Where was she?”