“This is Blade,” Kat said unenthusiastically. “We work together.”
“Work, huh? Is that what they call it these days?” Jason’s wide grin was teasing, and I could see the affection between the two of them. I didn’t want to intrude on it if Kat didn’t want me here, and she clearly didn’t.
“I’ll head out,” I said, grabbing my jacket off the kitchen chair and pulling it on. “Let you guys have some time alone.”
I’d only made it three steps when Jason’s voice lashed out, no longer good-humored. “What the fuck is that?”
I stopped and glanced over my shoulder to see his eyes glued to the back of my jacket, to my Outlaw Souls patch.
“Do we have a problem here?” I asked, trying not to sound too confrontational. I knew that this was exactly what Kat was worried about happening.
“Hell yeah. We do.” He stepped closer, coming up into my face. “What the fuck is an Outlaw Soul doing at my sister’s house? Do you think you’re going to get to us through her?”
“Absolutely not,” I said firmly, looking at Kat to make sure that she didn’t think that. I was frustrated when I couldn’t read her face.
Jason followed my gaze, looking at Kat in shock. “You’re fucking this guy?”
“Watch it,” I snapped, not liking the tone he was using with her.
“Just go, Blade,” Kat said, folding her arms across her chest as she leveled a glare at her brother. I could have sworn that he faltered at the sight of it.
I smirked. I should have known that she could handle herself against him.
“See you at work tomorrow,” I replied.
It was time to get the hell out of there.
Twenty-Three
Kat
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jason asked incredulously the second that Blade was out of the door.
“It’s none of your business, Jason,” I told him.
“What are you doing, Kat? He’s an Outlaw Soul. You know that they have a vendetta against Las Balas. Last year, they gave Rage’s girl a hell of a hard time.”
“Why?”
“I’m not supposed to talk about it,” he said, and I saw something shifty in his eyes. There was more to the story that he wasn’t going to share.
“Then, it’s not a good example. Don’t worry about Blade. He knows I’m loyal to Las Balas.”
“Are you sure about that? What happens as you two keep dating? Are you going to fall for this guy and betray us?”
“Fuck you, Jason,” I spat bitterly.
Guilt flashed across his face. He knew he’d gone too far.
“You know that I’d never do that, not that I even could. I don’t know jack shit about what you guys get up to.”
Jason seemed to deflate on a sigh. He walked over to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair before sinking into it.
“I know. I’m just worried.”
“I can take care of myself. I think you know that.”
“Yeah, I do,” he agreed. “Butwhy? Why would you date an Outlaw Soul in the first place?”
