“With Ander?” I questioned, making her pause.
“What the fuck do you know about Ander?” she finally asked, crossing her arms to study me. “Does she talk about him?”
I shook my head, climbing out of bed and quickly patting my dress down when I realized I’d flashed Ryder my panties. Embarrassment washed through me, but since he didn’t mention it, neither did I. “She just told me about the other night and said she got shot at because people were after Ander.”
She relaxed, giving me a nod. “Something like that. She’s not with Ander, she’s at Raven’s.”
“Your friend?”
“Sort of.” She sighed, becoming impatient. “Just put your shoes on and let’s go. I don’t have all day.” I scrambled to do as she demanded, not wanting to piss her off, and the moment we were in her car and on the way to the Heights, she spoke. “I know you don’t have a bad bone in your body, which is why I didn’t drag you out by your hair this morning, but that doesn’t mean I’m not mad at you.”
I glanced at her, flinching as she cracked her knuckles on the steering wheel. “I don’t remember much from last night. Ry said there’s a video going around, but it was truth or dare. We weren’t—”
“It’s a video of Riley finally claiming what she wants,” she cut in, her eyes staying on the road. “Everyone knows she wants you, Luna. Right now, she looks like an idiot.”
“Why? She kisses girls all the time,” I said as I clasped my hands together on my lap, looking down at them as my eyebrows drew together in thought. I was probably one of the only girls Riley hadn’t kissed until last night.
“Because you’ll run along home to your boyfriend and she’ll get pissed and cause a scene. I hope you’re ready for that, by the way.”
“What do you mean?” Worry ate at me at the thought of Riley going on a rampage, and it got worse when Beckett replied.
“You think Riley’s going to let you go now she’s had a taste of you? You know my sister better than almost anyone, so don’t act dumb. She’s going to do something stupid to claim you.” She tsked, and we didn’t talk again until we pulled up in front of a rundown house. I frowned when I noticed Riley’s Supra in the driveway.
“She drove here while drunk?”
Beckett snorted, giving me a side eye. “Like you can talk after your recent drunk driving display. But no. Zavier’s had her car since they got shot at the other night. He was there and needed a way home, so Riley let him take it. Her Corvette’s still in Angel’s garage.”
She climbed out and shut the door, and I quickly followed her. I didn’t want to be left alone outside, especially since the neighbor’s curtains kept moving as they obviously watched us. I’d heard bad things about Hawthorne Heights, and I didn’t want to get robbed or raped out in the open. I’d be fine as long as I stuck close to Beckett. She was the type to stab first then ask questions later.
Beckett let out a huff of annoyance as I walked so close to her that I bumped into her, but she didn’t say anything as we reached the door. She knocked on it firmly, waiting for it to open before jutting her foot out to stop it from slamming in her face.
“Morning, asshole. Where is she?” she asked sharply while some guy grimaced before opening the door wide. I recognized him from the track, his name was Reid, but I usually just stuck with Riley and Landon. Since Zane had been hanging around Beckett, we’d been keeping our distance.
“Morning. She’s in Logan’s room.” His amber eyes ran over me curiously, and Beckett snorted as she shoved past him.
“Don’t even bother. That’s Riley’s property.”
“Hey!” I snapped, but the guy sighed.
“Yeah, I know all about her. Come in, Luna. We haven’t officially met, but I’m Reid. Feel free to follow Beckett.”
I thanked him as I chased after her, not wanting to be stuck with a guy I didn’t know, but I wasn’t expecting to find Riley curled up in bed with a guy. He was spooning her, her blonde hair covering his face.
Beckett glanced at me, amusement lining her tone. “Wow, Hendricks. You messed my sister up so bad you turned her straight. I always knew she’d have bad taste in men.”
“I don’t think it works like that,” I said out loud despite wondering if she was right, making her grin.
“I guess we’re about to find out.”
I jumped as Reid showed up behind me with Zavier, who seemed just as nervous to see Beckett. From what I’d seen at the track, they were all really good friends with her, so I didn’t understand why they were acting so weird right now.
I’d had no idea Riley was friends with them though. Riley had always hated Zavier and usually kept us away from him when he was hanging out with Beckett at the house.
“They talked about pussy for hours, got way too drunk, then passed out like this. We figured we’d leave them alone. If Logan tried to touch her, she’d rip his balls off,” Reid explained, giving me a frown. “I’m surprised you’re here. She wasn’t happy with you.”
Zavier’s eyes widened when he noticed me. “Shit. Luna? No. You can’t be here. She’s going to rip your tits off.” I guess she liked him enough to bitch about me to him last night.
“Whoever’s dick’s against me had better get it off my ass before I tear it from your body,” Riley mumbled without opening her eyes, making Reid chuckle as he leaned against the doorframe.