I grunted but it was Star who said, “Nag your own husband, Vana.”
“You’re not married yet,” Savannah pointed out.
She jerked the neckline of her top down, revealing the phoenix with my name interspersed amid the ephemeral lines. “See that? I’m as good as married.”
“You’re not a brother in the MC.”
Star sniffed. “Honorary brother.”
“Since when?”
“I don't know. I'm guessing since I got my ass blown up for the club.”
Camden’s brows lifted. “Your ass got blown up at a club?”
“No. An MC is a motorcycle club, Camden,” Savannah explained.
“I’ve watchedSons of Anarchylike a normal person,” he argued. “But since when do you know an MC, Star?”
“Since I’ve been living with one.”
Camden shook his head. “I’m the rocker but you’re the rebel.”
“Let’s not tell your fans that, huh?” Star derided, slurping down some noodles.
Camden flashed a glance at her now-covered tits. “Does that really mean you’re married?”
“It does in the land of the Sinners’ MC.”
Aidan, having grabbed some fettucini Alfredo, asked, “When did you get that, Star?”
“Recently.”
He sighed. “When?”
“A short time ago.”
Aidan mocked, “I guess that’s me told,” to which Savannah laughed and bumped fists with Star. The look he shot me was pointed. “By someone other than you. Thanks for the update, Kid.”
I ignored him. Cut off some prime rib. Blinked at him. “It wasn’t about anyone other than Star and me.”
Aidan grunted.
“You didn’t tell Mom and Dad about…this?” Camden asked, breaking into our stare-off.
“Why would I?” Star countered, forking up some Pad Thai. “We all know how your mom feels about me.”
“I don’t,” Aidan grumbled.
“I kind of do, actually,” I countered. “Lorelei has a problem with Star because of Gerry, Star’s dad.”
“What happened with her dad?”
Star tilted her head to the side at me. “What happened with my dad?”
I hitched a shoulder. “Don’t blame me. Savannah told me this time.”
“Savannah,” she snapped.