I put my hand on his arm, giving him a smile. “Don’t beat yourself up about it. I’ve got it covered, alright? Are you okay?”
He blew out a breath, giving a half shrug. “I’ll be fine. It’s just been a rough night.”
“Beckett’s outside with Raven. She’ll probably stay here all night with you guys.”
“Can you let me know when you’re done with Reid’s car and you’re home?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “I just want to know you both got home okay.”
I understood his worry, car accidents did that to people. My family was proof of that.
“Give me your phone.” I nodded, taking it from him as he offered it to me, and I added my number to his contacts before sending myself a text. “Now you have mine and I have yours.”
“Drive safely,” he replied before walking back to Logan. I turned to walk away, finding Beckett and Raven walking towards us. Beckett’s eyes burned into me as she glanced between me and Zavier’s retreating back, but she didn’t mention it.
“Leaving?”
“Yeah. I’m going to get Reid’s car towed so the scavengers don’t take what’s left,” I replied, not bothering to hide it. She frowned.
“You’re going to get it towed?”
“Yeah, might as well use my money for something good. I like Reid, he’s nice.” I shrugged and she gave me an amused snort.
“We’ll finish this conversation later, because there’s more to it.”
We said goodbye and I took Luna’s hand, pulling her out into the cold night air, and I couldn’t help but feel like this was only the beginning of a whole pile of drama.
Luna
It was close to four in the morning by the time we got back to Riley’s house. Hunter was only just getting home himself, fatigue written all over his face. He frowned as we walked towards him where he stood by the front door with a joint between his lips, not seeming happy to see us.
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Dealing with some stuff,” Riley said lightly, trying to move past him but he blocked her from entering the house.
“Was it to do with the street racing fatality?”
“He didn’t die,” I mumbled, his eyes flashing to me with frustration.
“She took you to a fucking street race?”
Riley’s fingers threaded through mine, her shoulders tense. “No. We weren’t there. You know we were at the shed when that happened. Blake was there and she came and got me because I’m friends with them. It was Reid, Beckett’s friend from the Heights. We were in the hospital talking to Zavier and Logan, then Beckett showed up so I got the cops to hurry up and got the car towed so no one could take parts off the wreck.”
He blinked at me silently, concern in his voice when he finally spoke. “It was Reid?”
“Yeah. One of the racers is a real prick apparently. Him and Reid were racing for pink slips, and he was losing. So he caused Reid to crash.”
I zoned out as they talked everything over, and I was relieved when Hunter finally let us inside so we could go to bed. I was exhausted, and wanted nothing more than to sleep.
I left Riley in the kitchen to keep chatting while I walked up to her room, pausing when I heard the familiar sound of Ryder banging some girl as I walked past his bedroom door. I had no idea how they all lived together and listened to that kind of stuff all the time.
Maddox had been just as bad before he’d started dating Beckett.
I sighed, knowing I wouldn’t be able to sleep, but a door up the hall opened and Skeeter stalked out, hardly glancing in my direction before bashing his fist against Ryder’s door.
“I’m sick of having this conversation with you, Ry. Shove a pillow over her fucking face or go to her place. I’ve got to be up in two hours for work.”
There was a giggle, but Ryder hissed at her to shut up before replying. “Sorry!”
“Little shit,” Skeeter grunted under his breath, turning to face me. “Did you and Riley just get home?”