“None of your business.” I shifted in Ryder’s lap and decided the blanket was cover enough. I wiggled around and grunted as I fought to get the shapewear off. It wasn’t pretty but when I finished, I could breathe again. I could also feel a very hard erection pressing into my ass. I threw the shapewear to the other end of the truck bed. “Thank fuck. I can breathe.”
“What the fuck was that?” Cole moved to grab it but I snapped my arm out to stop him.
“It’s nothing.”
“Were those your panties?” Jax was too fast for me to stop him and the next thing I knew he was holding up my shapewear and staring back at me with raised eyebrows. “What the hell is this?”
I groaned and covered my face with my hands. “I hate y’all. That’s called shapewear! Assholes.”
“What the hell is a shapewear?” Ryder ran his hand over my stomach again. “Where was it?”
“Oh, my god. I was wearing it. It holds things in and makes your body more snatched.” I could see they still didn’t get it. “It makes you look less fat!”
Jax scowled at the fabric like it’d personally insulted him. “Fuck that. You’re perfect. And it makes it hard for you to breathe? No. This thing is going in the trash.”
“Don’t you dare! That was expensive and it’s the most comfortable one I own.”
“You own more than one?” Cole scoffed. “I say we burn them all.”
I grabbed Ryder’s hand and pushed it harder into my stomach. “See? It’s pudgier now. If I have to wear a tight dress I need that devil contraption to look put together.”
“You’re softer now and I like it. I was worried you had gas before because your stomach felt rock hard.”
I was going to die of embarrassment. “You thought I had gas.”
Cole and Jax were cracking up again. Ryder seemed like he didn’t understand what was funny.
“What? I was worried about you. I was seconds from suggesting we go to the pharmacy and get some Gas-X.” He gripped my waist and squeezed. “This is so much nicer.”
“Yeah, cause you’re not worried I’m going to fart on you!” I crossed my arms and huffed. “This is humiliating.”
***Savannah***
“Wait. Did you just say your dad’s new plaything asked if you were their third? You’re shitting me.” Cole whistled and leaned his head back on the truck. “When I hear shit like that I want to find my dad and thank him for vanishing.”
“Sorry, but I’m still stuck on the fact that someone shit in your closet.” Jax shuddered. “What the hell is wrong with people?”
I stretched my legs out between Ryder’s and sighed. “I don’t know. It was awful, though. Home didn’t feel like home. I flew right back and went to Blaire’s. She’s a great big spoon, you know?”
“You went and cuddled my sister? You could’ve come to us.”
“Do you think that you and Blaire could offer the same thing?” I saw his face pinch and rushed on. “Blaire is comforting. She knew exactly what I needed last night and just did it. She’s a born nurturer.”
He still looked offended. “I’m not comforting?”
I looked at him from under my eyelashes. “It’s different. My body doesn’t exactly go into relaxation mode around y’all.”
Ryder’s hand tightened on my hip. “Interesting.”
I jumped when a woman on screen screamed at the top of her lungs. I hadn’t been paying attention to the movie at all. When we weren’t talking I was internally panicking over how happy I felt in the back of a truck with them.
“You okay?” Cole took my hand and held it between both of his. “You look sad.”
I forced a laugh and rolled my eyes at myself. “Sorry. I’m having a dramatic moment in my head. I’m having fun, though. I promise.”
“What’s the dramatic moment?” Leaning forward, Jax took my other hand. If they thought it was weird that I was in one of their laps and holding hands with the other two, they didn’t mention it.
“I’ve never felt so adrift in Texas before. I’m scared that it wasn’t all about my brothers’ party or my dad’s bullshit. I’m scared it’s me, that I’m changing.” I couldn’t look at them as I spoke. “I’m only here until December. What happens when I go back home and it isn’t home anymore? What if I don’t like… What if my brothers aren’t the same? That party was awful. What if they start using drugs?”