Page 21 of Ride or Dies

When I took over for Levi, I’d hoped for a chance to ogle Evie, maybe even flirt. What I hadn’t thought would happen was hearing her confess to my sister that she liked both Tucker and me. I’d known about Evie and Tucker fooling around, but I’d just assumed that was why things with her and me hadn’t gone any further.

Now, as I helped a tipsy and giggling Evie into my barely-used car, the things I’d overheard kept running through my head.

“All I wanna do is fly / Into the blue, blue Kentucky sky…” Evie sang as we started to head toward the clubhouse. “I wrote that.”

“I know,” I said, amused. “I remember you sitting in the corner of the living room, saying ‘Kentucky sky’ over and over.”

She started humming the tune, the sound getting softer until I glanced over and saw that she’d fallen asleep, her hands tucked under her cheek. Damn, she was cute. As my gaze slid down to where her skirt had pulled up a bit, flashing the side of her thigh, my blood rushed south. She wasn’t just cute. She was fucking hot and sexy and funny and…

Shit. I shook my head. I couldn’t just go back to pretending that I saw her as a little sister. It’d been hard as hell to do that after our kiss years ago, and I didn’t know if I could do it again. Not for anything short of her not wanting me. Especially since I knew she wanted me too. She might’ve said like to Jenna, but she wasn’t going to tell her best friend, “Hey I wanna fuck your brothers’ brains out.”

I pulled up to the area where we parked our cars and reached over to shake Evie awake. She blinked sleepily at me, a lazy sort of smile curving her lips. I helped her out of the car, but she seemed to be able to walk as long as I was steadying her, and I definitely didn’t mind. One arm around her waist, her head leaning against my shoulder…it felt good in a way I wasn’t used to.

I ignored the looks being thrown my way as I helped Evie to my room. If anyone had a problem with her being here, they’d have to take it up with Levi, and I doubted anyone was going to want to do that.

In my room, I helped her take off her shoes and tucked her into my bed, her eyes half-closed before I finished. As I straightened, I ran my hand over her hair and she let out a sigh, falling back into sleep.

The sound twisted something in my stomach and I made a decision.

After a couple minutes of looking and asking around, I found out that Tucker was in Levi’s office, so I headed that way. I hadn’t planned on having this conversation with Levi there, but he’d find out sooner or later. Better to get it all done at once. Ripping off the band-aid and all that.

“Where is she?” Levi asked gruffly as soon as I knocked on his open door.

“My room,” I said. “Sleeping.”

“She gonna be hungover in the morning?”

Tucker gave our older brother a look. “You’re asking a lot of questions for someone who didn’t want to protect Evie to begin with.”

Levi flipped him off. “Mason?”

“She was tipsy when I put her to bed, not drunk. She’ll be fine in the morning.”

“Did something go wrong?” Levi asked. “Did that Randall prick show—”

“Nothing’s wrong,” I cut him off. “I just overheard something interesting.”

“What?” Tucker asked.

“Evie told Jenna about what she did with us. Not details, but enough.” I glanced at Levi, his expression hard. “And then Evie said that she likes both of us.”

Tucker’s eyebrows shot up. “She really said that?”

“Yeah. And she didn’t mean as friends.”

“She didn’t say anything about me kissing her?” Levi asked.

“Jenna and Isabel were both there when you kissed her,” Tucker pointed out. “And what Mason and I did, it wasn’t to protect her or piss her off.”

I saw what I thought was a flash of annoyance in Levi’s eyes, but it was gone before I could ask him about it.

“I’m not gonna tell you all the reasons why it’s bad to fuck around with our sister’s best friend,” Levi said. “But I am going to say that, as your president, I’m not going to let you risk her safety, the club’s safety, just so you can get some ass.”

“It’s not like that,” I snapped at him. “I really like her, and if she wants me, I’m not turning her down.”

My brothers stared at me, both of them looking as surprised as I felt. It wasn’t me saying that I liked her. It was me saying I was going to do something that Levi specifically didn’t want me to do. We were brothers, and we fought sometimes, but this wasn’t just getting pissed about them taking the leftover Thanksgiving turkey I brought home.

“Goes for me too,” Tucker said quietly, a steely determination in his eyes. “If she wants me, I’m not saying no.”

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