Styx: Sleep with one eye open tonight.
Jack Off: You don’t even own a gun. I’ll take my chances. Pussy.
Unknown: Please, Stygian. I don’t have anyone else to turn to.
“Tough fucking luck,” I grunt, slamming my phone on the table, screen side down so hard that I wouldn’t be surprised if I cracked it.
17
KAT
“River? What are you doing here?” I say to my friend as she stands on the doorstep to my house.
“Nice to see you too.” She smiles. “D and Zach wanted to stop by and see your mom and Cassie. So I thought I’d tag along and come see my bestie. Only, you weren’t here.” Her brow arches. “Where exactly were you?”
“Just out.”
“Out, she says.” River smirks. “Come on, I think the guys want to start a fire.”
I follow River inside, kind of annoyed that she and the guys have hijacked my night.
After everything that’s happened in the last forty-eight hours, I wanted to come home and decompress.
I had sex with RyderandStyx. Not together, although the idea of that gets me all hot and bothered. And neither of them know about each other.
Who am I right now?
And how did I end up in this situation?
It’s the question that plagued me every second I was with Ryder earlier. He’d surprised me when school got out, waiting for me, looking too fine for his own good leaning on his bike without a care in the world.
He doesn’t care that I’m still in high school or that I’m Diesel’s little sister, just like I don’t care that he’s a dirty mouthed, tatted biker. He likes me and for as much as I feel guilty about saying it, I like him too.
We didn’t have sex again today but we did fool around. He took me out to the old mill again. We listened to some tunes on my cell phone and smoked some weed. It was nice. Normal.
Easy.
Being with Ryder is so easy that it makes me think I should forget all about Styx. But my heart refuses to cut him free.
“Katrina,” Mom calls the second I step into the kitchen. “There’s my baby girl. Come give your momma a hug.”
I shoot Diesel a questioning look and he shrugs. “New pain pills.”
“Hey Mom.” I give her a side hug. “How are you feeling?”
“I feel good, baby. Real good. Where did you go all afternoon? I missed you.”
“Good question,” Diesel grumbles and I flip him off behind my back.
Zach snorts. “I am so glad I’m an only child.”
“I thank God every day,” Aunt Cassie says, wandering into the room. “No way I could have handled you and a daughter.”
“Nice, Mom. Real nice.”
“She’s not wrong,” River adds, and Zach grabs her, hoisting her into his arms and tickling her.
“Ah… to be young and in love.” Cassie flashes me a knowing look and I duck my head.