“Exactly. A girlfriend of mine is having a party, and I actually have a night off. It’ll be fun.”
“Girlfriend, huh? Have something to tell me?”
She laughs. “Trust me, April, if I was trading teams, you’d be the first to know.” She winks at me, and I throw my head back laughing.
SIX
GRAVE
ILOOK OUT the oval window of my brother’s private jet. All I see are clouds, but it’s better than the judging looks he’s been giving me since he picked me up and dragged my ass onto his plane this morning.
“Here you go, Grave,” his flight attendant, Nicki, announces as she comes over to my seat. “Sure you don’t want anything, Bones?” she asks him.
He shakes his head once without bothering to look up at her.
“Thank you,” I tell Nicki and throw it back. As I set it on the table between my brother and me, I notice his eyes drop to the now empty glass. “If you didn’t want me to drink, then you shouldn’t keep your bar stocked,” I say matter-of-factly.
He runs a hand through his hair and looks away from me. He’s clearly still pissed.
“Why are you fucking your best friend’s fiancée?” I come out and ask.
“What me and Emilee do does not concern you,” he snaps.
“My other question is, why would Titan allow that?” I taunt him further when he doesn’t answer. “I mean, if I was engaged, I wouldn’t let you anywhere near my pussy.”
“Enough!”
I cross my arms over my chest and smirk at him.
“Again, what we do is none of your business,” he says in an annoyed tone.
My phone vibrates with a message, and I glance down at it.
Lucy: I’m lonely. Come over and fuck me.
I type back a response.
Me: Can’t. Out of town.
It vibrates immediately with a sad face. I lock the screen and place it back down on the table.
“I want you to go to rehab,” Bones states.
I narrow my eyes. “Stay out of my life, and I’ll stay out of yours.”
“Grave.” He sighs and his dark blue eyes look exhausted. My brother runs too much and rarely sleeps. “I made Mom a promise.”
I throw my head back and laugh, my chest shaking. “And you’re just now deciding that you want to honor it? She’s been dead for eight years, Dillan.”
“Goddammit, Grave,” he mutters, shaking his head. “I’m trying here.”
“No, Dad is dead, so you’re going to take over that role.” The truth is, he has always been more of a dad to me than our father ever was. And I owe him everything for that, but I can’t change who I am. I don’t want to change who I am.
“I can’t do this again,” he whispers.
“Do what?” I look around for Nicki.Where the fuck did she go?I told her to keep them coming when I boarded the plane. “Act like you care?”
“Of course, I care.” He slams his fist down on the table. “We buried our mother, Kyle. Now Dad…” He sighs. “Is it so awful that I don’t want to bury you, too?”
