Page 20 of Ride or Dies

“Not your fault.” I smiled at him, but it didn’t feel very real. “And thanks for the offer. I’ll let you know if I want to take you up on it.”

“Give her drink a little extra kick,” Jenna told RJ. “I think she deserves it after that.”

RJ nodded and did as she asked. On our way back to the table, I said, “I didn’t need more.”

“You did,” Jenna said. “You’re not driving. And you’re not doing anything tomorrow, because Isabel and I have a few things to do that need to be just us. Which means you’re going to be stuck at the Thunder Riders clubhouse all day.”

She had a point.

When we sat down, I took a gulp of my drink and felt it burn all the way down. A good burn, but this drink was definitely stronger than the last one. I could already feel the buzz working through my veins. By the time I finished half of my drink, I was smiling again, but this one felt a lot more real.

It also had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I could feel Mason watching me. I’d always been aware of the guys, but this was a new kind of awareness, the kind that came with knowing the differences between the ways each of the men kissed, remembering the feel of hands and mouths on my body.

Jenna was laughing at something Isabel said, and suddenly the weight of keeping all of that secret was too much.

“I like your brothers,” I blurted out.

Jenna and Isabel looked at me, confused expressions on both of their faces.

“What?” Jenna asked.

“I like your brothers,” I repeated. “And I kissed them.”

Jenna frowned. “Them?”

“We saw Levi kiss you,” Isabel said.

“Yeah, well, he’s not the only one.” I rubbed the back of my neck as I gave my friends a sheepish book. After a glance in Mason’s direction, I leaned forward and lowered my voice. “Mason and I might’ve made out a bit that first night.”

Two pairs of eyebrows shot up.

“You did what?” Jenna asked.

“We made out,” I admitted. The relief that went through me at saying it prompted me to keep going. “And then yesterday morning, Tucker and I…well, we did a little more than make out.”

“Did you…” Jenna looked at her brother and then back at me. “Did you fuck my brother?”

“Not exactly,” I said, my cheeks burning.

“Evie—” Jenna gave me a look that she was usually on the receiving end of. “What did you and Tucker do?”

“You really want details?” I asked.

“No, but I need to know…” She sighed. “Just tell me if what you two did could be considered sex in any way.”

“Yeah.” I reached for my glass. “It was.”

Jenna shook her head. “I don’t get it. Is this like some Stockholm thing where them tormenting you for years turned into some sort of repressed sexual feelings?”

I shrugged. “I’ve always thought they were hot, and it just kinda happened when we were alone. I don’t know what it means, but I really do like Tucker and Mason a lot.”

Jenna sighed. “I guess that means I’m going to have to kick their asses if they hurt you.”

I really hoped that was her way of saying she wasn’t mad at me for fooling around with her brothers. With everything going on in my life right now, and how complicated all of it was, the last thing I needed was for my best friend to be pissed at me.

Chapter Eleven

Mason

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