Page 106 of Ryder
I smirked at her then, before the dumbest words ever came out of my mouth.
“Except you’re not the one getting chained up, baby.”
The blood drained from my face, as I realised that I’d just said that in front of my brothers. There was no way in hell they’d missed that.
When I risked a look in their direction, I caught raised eyebrows, and knew that there wouldn’t be any bullshitting them.
“None of your business,” I grumbled at them.
“Nah… you’re not getting away with that. What’s this about chains?” Torch was leaning forward again. Shit. Tori squeezed my hand, watching me for a decision, and understanding that this was for me to answer, since it was my fuck up.
“You don’t want to know,” I finally answered, because I couldn’t fucking tell them. They can’t know, nobody can fucking know. They’d only want to stop us, and I knew we’d do it again, we’d do it as many times as we needed to.
“Are you guys doing something risky?” Has-Been asked, frowning as he looked from one of us to the other, back andforth, like he figured one of us would eventually speak. He’d be waiting a long fucking time, if I had my way.
Torch stood up, and wandered over to the bed, catching sight of the rope still looped around the legs. I heard ahmmmnoise, and then he strolled back over to the kitchen, like he knew what he was looking for. I couldn’t remember where we’d put the drugs from our session, but I hoped they were hidden. I wanted to yell at him to sit the fuck down, but it’d only make them more curious.
Eventually he sat back down, and stared at me for a moment, before he set two things on the table; the tiny bottle of GHB, and a little baggie containing two telltale blue pills. Fuck!
“I think you’re right that we don’t want to fucking know.”
Has-Been stared at them for a moment, his mind working fast as he took in the situation, then looked at us.
“Seriously? This is now a thing for you guys? After what it did to you before?”
I groaned. I’d never wanted them to know, because they’d judge. Who the hell wouldn’t judge a situation like this? Who the hell wouldn’t think they know better, or that they can dictate to us what works for us in the bedroom?
Tori was practically withering under their glares, and I didn’t like that one little bit. I dragged her into my lap, and hugged her to my chest, letting her hide from their eyes.
“I give my woman what she needs, because that’s what you do for the one you fucking love. Got it? Back the hell off.”
I saw them exchange an incredulous look.
“So what she needs is to drug you for sex? I mean, is that really even a relationship? Sounds toxic as fuck to me.”
Has-Been had an even scarier question, and just hearing it out loud made a chill run down my spine.
“Does Reacher know about this?”
“Of course he fucking doesn’t. Just us. And… andIce.”
“Ice?! Again? What the fuck? You never used to favour that prick over us, Ryder, what the hell? You need something, you come to us!”
I raised my eyebrows, calling them on their bullshit, because that’s what it fucking was.
“Well, apparently I come to you for judgement now.”
Torch hissed out a curse.
“That’s cold, brother. We care. That’s why we’re freaked out by this. You were a mess the first time. That shit made you sick for days.”
“Am I now? Do I seem hurt by it? Or do I seem like I’ve bonded with my woman, in a way I hadn’t before?”
They were both too quiet, for far too fucking long. I could practically feel the judgement coming from them, without another word spoken, but we had to resolve this, because they had to keep our secret for us.
“Well?”
They exchanged another look, and finally Has-Been groaned.
