Did he say‘yet’?What does that mean?
“Hey,” he said, catching Kilo’s attention.
“Yeah,” Kilo stepped over and draped his arm over my shoulders.
“I like your girl,” Flir told him.
With that, he walked off to return to his counting.
Kilo smiled down at me. “Well, that was unexpected.”
“Was it?” I asked. “He seems really nice.”
“He is, but Flir isn’t big on meeting new people. He’d rather let the rest of us do the talking. He’s more into numbers.”
“I noticed that,” I replied with a smile. “I like your friends.”
“Good, because they’re more like family.”
I nodded. “I have a lot of questions.”
He chuckled. “I’ll bet you do. Why don’t we go get some grub, and maybe I can answer a few for you.”
He reached down and linked our fingers together, pulling me toward the table where plates and food were sitting. My cheeks heated because we were holding hands in front of the men he considered family.
It was already hard enough to convince myself that this wasn’t anything serious. A fun little fling for him and a way for me to dip my toes into the dating world. The way he kept making me feel was threatening to have my heart completely invested in him though. I wasn’t sure that was the smartest thing, but I also knew I wasn’t exactly in control of my heart. She was going to do whatever she wanted and I was going to have to deal with the consequences.
CHAPTER 13
Kilo
This was going better than I expected. I smiled as I watched Camila take a bite of her burger while my brothers crowded around her. They were doing their damndest to make her comfortable. I was so grateful for that. It was a short-lived reprieve for me because I knew once we were alone they were going to do their damndest to makemeuncomfortable. But they wouldn’t do that in front of her. At least nothing more than Bolo teasing me about claiming her. They wouldn’t want her to feel disrespected.
And it wasn’t even just because of me. Camila had this energy about her. You wanted to make her smile. It was easy to see that she was kind and caring and it made you want to be better. Or maybe that was just me, but considering the way my brothers were reacting to her, I didn’t think so. It did explain why I was losing my shit over her though. She was the kind of woman you wifed up.
I rubbed the back of my neck at that thought. Jesus, I needed to get my damn thoughts under control. No one was talking about marriage. Or making anyone an old lady. Or anything permanent like that.
Yet. Fuck.
“You’re thinking too much.”
I glanced over at Ruck and grimaced. “Hard to stop.”
“Just enjoy your time with her for now,” he suggested. “Quit thinking about the future.”
I snorted out a laugh. Future. Sure. My damn mind was trying to bring that shit into the present. Future would be bad enough but this was insane. I’d always been a pretty decisive guy, but I’d never looked at a woman and thought ‘yup, that’s the one’. I glanced over at Camila and blew out a breath. At least I never had before. Who knew what my rogue mind was doing these days?
“Glad you brought her.”
“Same,” I replied. “Not sure we’ll stay for the whole party.”
“No problem,” he said, then he chuckled. “Maybe it’s better if you don’t. Does she know much about clubs?”
“No.” I had a lot of explaining to do. But the minute we’d sat down Bolo, Drifter, and Strike had sat down on either side of her and started up a conversation. Even Hype was sitting across from her, but focusing all his attention on her. Mercenary was the only one who hadn’t said much, other than hi, to her. He was over talking with Code and Relay near the grill. He wasn’t a big talker on a good day let alone every other day of the week.
“Yeah, maybe leave before the women show up,” Ruck suggested, slapping my back.
If I was going to keep bringing Camila around, I needed to explain a few of the basics to her. Nothing too deep, because we got into enough shit that I wasn't going to tell her. Not yet anyway. I could imagine how that would go and something toldme that explaining that we had killed a bunch of people up in the mountains earlier this month wouldn’t be taken well.