Page 32 of In the Midst of Chaos

Riley hooked her arm through mine and started to lead me toward the elevators.

“I hear you are having a party tonight?”

Oh shit, yeah, my welcome-home cover party was today. I groaned.

“You can always party with me, Riles.” Duncan threw an arm around Riley; she threw her head back and laughed.

“You’re adorable.” She reached up to pinch Duncan’s cheek. Then she lost the easygoing smile, and her face became stony. “I don’t think so, sweetheart. Try picking up a girl at Toys “R” Us.”

When the elevator opened, she walked in alone because she was going to the bottom floor. She waved at Duncan, then turned to me and said, “I’ve sent someone to keep an eye on the thing you sent me.”

Duncan turned to look at me at her cryptic message. I waved Riley goodbye and pulled Duncan toward another elevator.

“Crash and burn!” I pretended to make an explosion with my hands, hopefully distracting him from what my aunt had said.

“Listen, sweetheart, let’s not talk about crashing and burning. May I recall your ass landed on the wrong brother?”

I lightly punched Duncan as another elevator opened.

“Oh, wait, it wasn’t your ass; it was your pussy.”

“Don’t you ever talk about my future wife in such a manner. Brother or not, I will lay your ass out.”

Huxley walked into the elevator, making things awkward. Duncan lost the playful smile he had going on. A part of me wished Hux would have stepped in with us seconds before so he could know I was never going to be his because I had already belonged to someone else.

Sadly, life wasn’t fair.

“Did you come to congratulate me for saving our asses?” I crossed my arms.

I think everything would be so much easier if I hated him. I loved him, and that love was turning into resentment.

“You all know how I feel about this,” he said as he looked down at his watch as if he had something more important to do.

“Oh, yeah, you wanna dance through the flowers wearing a tutu skirt,” Duncan bit back as the elevator doors opened. “Later, Finnie.” He kissed my temple and walked away, leaving me alone with his brother.

“You’re not going to the drop?” I asked just to talk since it was apparent he wasn’t getting ready to ride.

Huxley smiled down at me, and it was a cruel smile.

“Now, my dear fiancée, we have the helicopter to ourselves.”

“Please don’t refer to me as your fiancée.”

Huxley opened the door that led to the rooftop for me. “You look beautiful today.”

I was glad for the noise the blades made because I could drown out Huxley’s voice. I looked beautiful to him because I was all prim and proper.

The helicopter ride was pleasantly silent, but I could feel Huxley’s eyes boring into me, the way they raked from my face down to my breast.

I was going to be sick.

Before, he had been discreet about wanting to fuck me, but right now, I could see it all over his face.

As soon as the heli landed, I ran to my room. I needed to breathe. Changing into black leather pants and a black long-sleeve, I went to the garage and grabbed my bike.

The moment my engine purred, I felt alive. Like I had a purpose. The second thing that came to mind was what happened the last time I had been on the bike. Nash wasn’t the only one surprised when I came.

Seeing him again had my mind going crazy. I wanted to run into his arms like I had done before. I wanted him to kiss me until my lips were sore, but the cold hard truth was that he had not wanted that from me.

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