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Quake said no more, but I heard his footsteps pounding away.
My chest ached for them both. I’d suspected there was something between them. Even a blind person could see the looks they tried to hide. Okay, probably not a blind person. But there was something stopping them. I didn’t know what, though, but I figured they weren’t sure either. Eve probably had an inkling, but I wasn’t sure she was ready to face whatever it was holding her back.
When I heard a sniffle, I started to step forward but stopped.
I wasn’t sure Eve would want me to see her upset. Since at the compound, I’d seen her in the background, watching, listening, but she was never close enough to interact with. I was confused why she kept her distance, but she was going to have to deal for now as I wasn’t someone who stood around when someone was upset.
Drawing in a breath, I nodded to myself, determined to assist in some way. Even if it was so she could take her mood out on me.
Walking around the corner, I saw Eve’s attention swing my way and her look of horror before I waved. “Hey, hi, hello, Eve. What’s happening? I’ve just been working on the bikes with Saint and Dad. But I needed to come inside for some shade and to grab some drinks. You’re not out with Mum, Courtney, Raya, and Dusty?”
Yes. I internally punched the air at remembering Courtney and Raya’s name. Over the few days here, my parents and I had met just about everyone, and there were a lot to remember.
Eve’s jaw clenched as she shook her head.
“Yeah, I like shopping, but not as much as Mum.” I cocked my head to the side. “Are you okay?”
She glared. “Why?”
I shrugged. “You seem… more moody than usual. Not that there’s anything wrong with being moody. We all have days where life shits down our throat. And anyway, you should see me on my period. No one wants to work close by my bay in the garage. I threw a screwdriver at Knife’s head one day when he was teasing me.” I laughed at the memory and then shrugged. “The shock on his face was priceless. Snapped me right out of my mood. Now the brothers just make sure there’s chocolate bars stocked high in my cupboard and steer clear if they even think I’m on my period.” Leaning in, I mock whispered with my hand up to my mouth, “Sometimes I pretend to be grumpy, so they get me more chocolate.” Straightening, I grinned.
The smile Eve gave me started small and then grew bigger. “You threw a screwdriver at a brother?”
“Ah yeah, he was teasing me about blushing over a customer we had and just wouldn’t shut up. I shut him up. Now he doesn’t tease me. Well, not as much. Most days I don’t mind the guys and the shit they say, except?—”
“When you’re on your period,” she said, still smiling.
I liked her smile. She was gorgeous already, but when she smiled it was like a shot of warm sun.
Huh, her and Quake’s smiles make my body react.
Oh, shit, how hot would it be to see them together?
Crap, I couldn’t think about that now, else I’d get hot and horny, and so far, I hadn’t found anyone I wanted a roll in the sheets with. Well, besides Quake and Eve.
I tugged at the collar of my tee. “Exactly. What are you up to right now?”
Wanna hang out? I’d love to get to know you more. And maybe we could be friends before I work out how you’d respond to me sticking my tongue down your throat.
My gaze flicked down to her lips and up when she said, “I was going to see if Dusty was around to help me dye my hair, but you said she’s out?”
I nodded and looked to the plastic bag in her hand. “What colour are you dying your hair? I can help. I’m more than happy to help. I’ve helped heaps of friends back home.”
Eve looked down to the bag and back up. “Um, sure. As long as you have time.”
I waved a hand. “Dad taught me everything I know; they’ll be fine. But just wait one second, I need to grab them a drink and let them know I’ll be back later.”
“How about you go tell them, and I’ll send a prospect out with drinks for them? I’ll meet you in the common room?” she suggested.
I gave her two thumbs up. “Sounds like a plan.” Clapping my hands together, I turned and walked back outside. “Guys, I’m going in to help Eve with something. A prospect will bring your drinks.”
“No problem, kid,” Dad said.
“Thanks, Rommy,” Saint called.
On the way to the common room, I passed the prospect who was carrying a tray of assorted drinks. “Thanks, they’re just around the corner from the front door.”
He tipped his chin up at me.
