I have to tell her.
“If I tell you something, you have to promise not to tell a soul. You can’t even tell Ryder I told you,” I whisper, nervous energy skittering its way through my veins. “Promise, Rae. Not even when you’re pissed and you want to get a rise out of Mom and Dad.”
Her brows scrunch together and her eyes dart back and forth as she studies me. “Okay. Should I be scared? You sound serious.”
“I am serious. If you told anyone…” I trail off and bite down onto my bottom lip. “You just can’t.”
“I promise,” she vows. “Now tell me.”
Apprehension flickers in her eyes, making me rethink everything. What me and Ryder did alone in the tent in the dark probably shouldn’t ever make its way to the light of day. And yet…
I want to talk about it.
I want to remember.
I want it to be real.
Closing my eyes, I avoid my sister’s stare and blurt out the words. “Ryder, uh, got me off.”
“Off what?” Confusion laces her tone.
Snapping my eyes back open, I frown at her. “Like made me come.”
“Made you come,” she says slowly and then her cheeks blaze crimson. “You had sex with our brother?”
“W-What?” I shriek,yes, shriek, and cover her mouth with my hand despite mine being the loud one. “It wasn’t like that.”
She shoves my hand away.
“Wasn’t like what? Tell me, Ro. You’re not making any sense.”
I groan, rolling until I’m half on top of her so I can meet her gaze. “You know how Ryder gets hard for you sometimes?”
She blushes again and nods.
“I do the same for him. It just happened, okay? He didn’t want Logan touching me, so he took care of my, uh, needs.”
“You were hard for him,” she breathes, shifting slightly. “And you’re hard now.”
Hard now?
Holy fuck.
I am.
Because I was remembering every detail of Ryder’s hand pressed against my dick through my denim. Not because of Raegan. That’s just…No.
Her eyelashes flutter and her lips part. I’m suddenly aware of what she must be thinking. That I must want her in the same way I wanted him.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This is unraveling fast and going to ruin everything.
Why did I have to open my big mouth?
“I love you, Raegan, but I told you. I like…” Men. Guys. Whatever. Just not females, especially not my sister. Not sexually at least.
She flinches, the unspoken words whipping at her. “Got it.”