“Yes.”
I did not expect that. What else has she been doing? I can’t ask, not if she hasn’t said anything. I’ll have to wait until I see Colt. I can ask him before I see Ash, because I don’t want to make a mess. That doesn’t stop me from watching Priest in case his face gives something away.
He keeps his gaze on the road and drives in silence for about ten minutes. “So…you and Colt…”
I arch an eyebrow. “What about it?”
“And you and Ashley?”
So he does know something, and he was waiting for me to break first.Asshole.“Yeah, it was one of those things. I figured given the situation, it wasn’t breaking any agreement, and it was you who sent me out with her.”
“I wasn’t expecting—”
“I don’t need an apology. It could’ve been any of us with her. I’m still breathing. It’s fine.” I’m not holding a grudge. There’s no point. “Wrong place. Wrong time. We’ve all been there.”
Priest grunts and the silence settles around us. The road is a mess. There’s mud and rocks and bits of tree everywhere.
“She wants us all,” Priest murmurs, shattering the quiet and jolting me from half asleep to awake.
I blink, not sure if I heard him speak or if I dreamed it.
I’m not sure which one I want it to be.
“Did you say something?”
“She wants us all,” he says just as quietly.
I swallow hard. “How…what the hell have I missed?”
Or did I die? Though why this shitty drive back to site is part of my afterlife, I have no idea.
“She passed your message on to Colton, and he must have said something because then she suggested that we all get together to celebrate your return.”
All of us.
I’d be lying if I hadn’t thought about it, especially after the agreement not to go after her. But it was one of those things that guys talk about and don’t expect to happen. Or that’s what I thought.
Even though Ash showed an interest in getting with Colt and me, and I was hopeful of having her between us. I wasn’t sure if it would happen. And I wouldn’t hold her to it either. What happened with her and me was a situational thing. I know the difference between that and real desire.
I frown. “When did she say that?”
“The night we grabbed you.”
So a promise made when under stress. Sometimes they were the kind that lasts, other times they led to regret. It was hard to tell which. “Guess we’ll find out if she meant it soon enough.”
“You didn’t ask about Colton.”
I smile. “I didn’t need to. I saw him when you grabbed me and said what needed to be said.”
Priest nods. “So how does that work?”
“What?” Is he asking who fucks who?
“If you love him, why do you want her?”
“Because I have a big heart.” And I don’t see why I should have to choose. I wouldn’t ask that of anyone. “Are you jealous?”
“No…wondering how it’ll work.”
