Page 66 of Cage's Fall

But I had no right. So I remained silent, watching her talk passionately about the drug deal with the twins.

Autumn

Sitting at the bonfire, with Nate and Fate, I had a smile on my face, and it was nice for a change.

Jacob took the camp chair next to me.

“So, what has my cousins’ in town?” Jacob asked, cracking open a can. Fate gave me a look. We had already gone over the fact that Jacob would know every detail that went down in that boardroom.

Out of the twins I had always been closer to Fate. Maybe because he would take time out of hanging out with the boys to have a conversation with me.

“Just helping our little cousin with supply and demand,” Fate said opening the cooler while grabbing another can and handing me one.

“Can I ask you something?” Jacob said to me, and I just nodded my head.“Why does everyone think you and Fate are fucking?”

I spat out a mouthful of beer. Fate shot Jacob a glare.

“No one thinks that,” Fate growled at Jacob.

“Yeah, I’m with F on this one. No one is thinking that.”

Jacob smirked and noddedhis head across the bonfire. My eyes followed his direction and I saw Cage glaring at us. I sighed. It was time him and I had a conversation. I wasn’t some love sick teenager. I knew what bikers were, and how they behaved.

Did he hurt me? Yes. But did he break me so I wouldn’t function? No.

I got up, walking around the bonfire. Cage was busy glaring at the fire when I approached him. Aaron was sitting on a cooler next to Cage, Holly on his lap.

Holly tapped Aaron on the shoulder and they made some excuse for leaving Cageand I by ourselves.

“Nice fire.” I said, and he scoffed, his eyes not lifting from the glare he was shooting it.

I sat down on the large cooler next to Cage.

“You okay Cage?” I blew out. The man was drinking his weight in liquor and burning his way through the club stash.

His eyes lifted from the fire, to me. “Why wouldn’t I be? Just watching you and your boyfriend, laugh and flirt all night.”

“Ew gross,” I said quickly. “Fate and I—”

“So that’s what you call him?” he sneered, leaning forward.“Your fate?”

“No. That’s his name. His birth name.”

“Like you know what his real name is.”

“I would because I’m his cousin,” I said before sipping my beer.

“Nate and Fate are Jacob’sand I’s cousins and I’ll have you know, just for the record, we aren’t kissing cousins.”

He frowned. “Are you seriously trying to jokewith me right now?”

I shrugged, “I am their cousin and I was just trying to lighten the mood.”

Because God it was tense around him. I sighed.“I’ll leave you to drink by yourself.”

I got up, and his hand brushed mine. Pausing, I looked down at his hand.

“I know you slept with that woman for the club. Or at least that is what I tell myself.”

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