Page 52 of Broken Promises

His fascination with her wasn’t love, but I couldn’t lie and say something hadn’t been there since before he got with Blake.

He nodded, stepping out of the room to look at Raven, who was hunched over her food with fuck off vibes radiating from her. I knew Ander wouldn’t have coerced her or anything, so if she was having regrets, she couldn’t be mad at him about it.

Thankfully, Ander read her body language easily and left her alone, knowing their sleepy snuggles were now a thing of the past. She tensed when he walked past and into the kitchen for a drink, but he downed the glass and went to help Cruz with the window locks, giving her space.

“You ready for bed?” I asked her when I noticed her plate was empty.

She got to her feet and put the plate in the sink, looking over at Ander and Cruz before nodding. “Yeah. That sounds good. Rain check on eating my pussy?”

I flipped Cruz off when he chuckled, taking the blanket from her and tossing it on the couch before dropping my free arm around her shoulders.

“Yeah, baby. Rain check. Night, guys,” I stated, both of them saying good night as I steered Raven to the bedroom and shut the door behind us, more than happy to curl up under the covers and get some sleep.

Ander

“Cold shoulder?” Cruz asked as the bedroom door closed, locking me out for the night. I knew she wouldn’t fall at my feet after railing her, but a small part of me hoped she’d at least talk to me.

“Raven’s prickly,” I said as my explanation, turning my attention back to the task at hand. “How’s Penn? You guys still hot and heavy?”

“I swear it gets hotter and heavier every day,” he grinned. “Drake wants to celebrate our one year kidnapping anniversary in two months. She thinks it’s adorable, Stone and Knox think it’s weird.”

“You guysarefucking weird. Throw a party and ravish her, she’d love it,” I laughed, a pain starting in my chest at the thought of what I was doing a year ago. Getting with Blake, Reid’s crash, and then Riley’s crash. March had been a wild month, and it had altered my feelings about everyone around me.

I’d had zero intention of anyone meaning anything to me, I was just supposed to sell drugs and spy on the crews, but Riley became one of my best friends, which brought me closer to Reid and Logan. I fell for Blake, and then I created a bond with Zavier that I could never betray.

A year ago, I wasn’t a good person, but they’d saved me.

Now, I had to save them.

Cruz and I made quick work of the rest of the locks so he could leave, and once I was alone, I left a note on the table to say I’d be back later, then headed into the garage.

As much as I would’ve loved to have left the evidence of Raven’s pleasure on the hood, I needed to wash it off, so I climbed in and started the car, backing out of the garage, and driving towards Ashburn Valley.

I enjoyed driving at night, the roads quiet and a sense of peace in the air that you could never get during the day. It was the part I missed most about running the street races.

I wasn’t Turbo anymore, I was just Ander. I wasn’t sure which one was worse.

The car wash was quiet when I arrived, so I parked in a bay and climbed out, making sure to use cash and not card to avoid alerting Stefano to my whereabouts. He wasn’t stupid, he probably knew I was here somewhere, but the longer it took him to find me, the better.

Once I hosed the car down and bought a sponge from the machine, because fuck those rough brushes, I sprayed the car with the soap setting and got to work.

Spending quality time with my car was therapeutic, and I lost myself in cleaning it until a car rumbled into the bay next to mine. I didn’t look up as a car door slammed and footsteps walked towards me, but I knew exactly who it was.

I knew the sound of everyone’s cars.

“Not in the mood, Beckett,” I grunted, making her snort from behind me.

“I wasn’t in the mood to see you again, but you crawled back. Stay the fuck away from Raven and the guys,” she ordered, and I finally turned to face her. She was glaring daggers at me, her arms crossed and her Bloody Psychos jacket on.

“I heard you and Raven have become little besties. Do you braid each other’s hair and giggle about boys together?” I asked flatly, kind of hoping they did.

I wish I could be there to see her face when Raven told her I’d fucked her on the hood of the Supra.

“Oh yeah. We have best friend necklaces and everything,” she deadpanned, flicking her gaze to my car. “Bit late to be washing it, isn’t it?”

“I could say the same thing about you spying on me and showing up.”

“I spotted you on my way home from Devil’s Dungeon and thought I’d see what trouble you were causing.”

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