“Well, I didn’t say that,” I told him, and he shook his head, laughing softly.
“Of course, you did it,” he muttered.
“What can I say? I was taught by the best!” I told him, and he smirked.
“Not even we blew up a science class. Come on, we should take you home,” Ace said, standing up. I shook my head. Nope not going, mom was out for blood, mine in particular. The bill was huge.
“Lucy, up. Now!” Tyson said, nudging me with his foot. I rolled my eyes, getting to my feet before trying to run and escape. Ace’s arms wrapped around my waist, jerking me back as I shoved past him.
“Not so fast, trouble. You are going home,” Ace said, his breath fanning my face, and I leaned into him. Gosh, he smelled just as good as Tyson. Did they start wearing different cologne? It was mouth-watering. Sparks rushed across my abdomen where his arms lay, and I shivered at the sensation.
“Does your mother know you are here?” Ace asked, walking us out of the shed while I tried to escape his arms.
“Probably. I have nowhere else to go,” I told him before dropping my weight and going limp, sliding out of his grip. I crawled off, trying to get to my feet. Only to be yanked upright and tossed over his shoulder.
“Lucy, you need to go home, and we need to speak to my brother and your mother. We weren’t expecting you back this early,” Ace said.
“Wait, you’re telling on me. I confessed under the confidence you wouldn’t tell her I was guilty,” I told him, smacking his back before sinking my teeth into his side.
“Argh, fuck! Lucy, you cannibal!” he shrieked before his hand slammed down on my ass. I squirmed, rubbing my butt.
“That fucking hurt!” I shrieked, my ass felt like it was branded.
“So did you biting me,” he growled, and I heard Tyson laugh, making me look up and see him following behind us.
“We aren’t telling on you, but it is about time we spoke to her about something. Believe me, what we have to say to her will make her forget about anything you did at school,” Ace said.
“Doubt it. Mom already got the damage bill,” I told him, and Tyson sighed.
“Lucy! How much was it?” he asked.
“A little over twenty thousand,” I told him, and he pinched the bridge of his nose before letting out a breath.
“Fine. I will take care of it. But you need to behave when you go back.”
“Can’t. They expelled me.” Ace growled, his arm across my thighs tightening.
“Wait. What do you need to speak to mom about?” I asked curiously.
“Nothing you need to worry about right now. You’ll figure it out, I am sure,” Tyson said.
Ace walked up the steps of the porch before walking inside and dumping me on the lounge.
“Stay. And try not to break anything or blow it up,” Ace said, wandering off and into the bathroom.
“I will get you a shirt now that yours is covered in paint,” Tyson said, also walking down the hall. I got up, wandering around, looking at the photos on the wall. Most were family photos when I stopped noticing a wall that was just of me growing up with them. We had always been close, but now things felt different, they felt different.
“Here,” Tyson said, coming back into the room and handing me one of his shirts. I pulled mine off, tossing it at him before pulling his shirt on. I sniffed it, it smelled like him.
“Geez! Lucy, you don’t just strip off,” Tyson growled, looking away.
“What? It’s no different than seeing me in a bikini,” I told him, not understanding his issue. He shook his head.
“Did you guys change cologne?” I asked him, sniffing his shirt, and he looked at me.
“Do we smell different to you?” he asked, and I nodded.
“Yeah, your scent is heaps stronger. You also zapped me earlier,” I told him, remembering the weird sensation that rushed over my skin when he touched me. He said nothing but appeared to be thinking about something.