“Ryder’s right, you’re overreacting.”
“Overreacting,” he mutters. “You want us to… and I’m the one overreacting.”
“Shit, darlin’, you want to see that?”
“I wouldn’t be totally opposed to the idea, just once.” A smirk plays on my lips as I imagine their hot, sweaty bodies pressed up close. The two of them fighting for dominance, neither willing to surrender.
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Ryder dips his mouth to my ear. “What are you imagining, darlin’?”
“Ry,” I breathe, my eyelashes fluttering.
“Jesus,” Styx hisses. “You really want… that?”
“I don’t know.” I shrug. “But I want to do everything with you both. I want to try everything once.”
“Fuck, Kitten. You’re perfect.” Ryder’s hand slides down my spine to cup my ass. “How much longer do we have to stay?”
“We can’t leave, not yet. Besides, you get to take me home and have me all to yourself”—I flick my gaze between them—“all night.”
“Damn right, we do.” Ryder licks his lips as if he’s already skipped ahead to the part where we get home.
“Except you got it a little wrong there, Kitty Kat?”
“How’s that?” I swing my gaze to Styx and he smirks.
“Because we don’t want tonight, we want all your nights, Kat. Every. Single. One.”
“Styx,” I whisper.
“He’s right, Kitten. One night isn’t going to cut it.” Ryder grins down at me. “We want forever.”
Forever?
My heart does a little leap.
Sounds pretty damn perfect to me.
EPILOGUE
Kat
Two months later…
“So, you’re the girlfriend then,” Ricky says, wearing a cute smirk as he takes me in.
“And you’re the brother,” I reply.
“The better looking brother.” He grins and I chuckle, Styx and Ryder laughing along with us.
“You wish, kiddo. You wish.”
“Don’t you know girls dig the sticks, Ry.” He lifts one of his crutches in the air.
“I’m sure they do,” I say, in awe of the almost-thirteen-year-old who resembles a mini Ryder. Same cobalt eyes and dark hair, same smirk. Only his body is frail and his speech is delayed. But from what I’ve learned about Ryder’s brother over the last few weeks, I know he doesn’t let his physical impairments stop him.
“I bet you’re fighting them off, kid,” Styx adds.
“Told Mom and Dad I wanna get me two girlfriends, almost gave her a heart attack.”