“Oh shit, Britt!” I’m yanked out of wherever my head had gone just in time to see the blonde topple into the dirt, rolling around while Taylor, also a little wasted, falls to her knees, laughing beside her.
A softahempulls my attention upward. Ayden’s staring at me, the firelight flickering across his face and catching the red in his cheeks.
“Keo…”
The way he says my name makes my stomach dip. For a second, I panic—did I just say my thoughts out loud?
No. That’s not it. Because when I shift in my seat, I realize my hand is resting against his hip, holding onto him.
Well… that’s possessive of me.
Shit.
I pull my arm back, slow but deliberately, and start to push myself up.
“No, it’s fine.”
Clearing my throat, I stay standing, too unsettled to sit back down. Did anyone see?
Thankfully, Britt’s too wasted to make a comment about me touching my stepbrother in front of everyone. But sooner or later, they’ll all find out who Ayden really is to me.
Who actually cares…
“I’ve got to use the restroom anyway, and I think maybe we should get Britt…” Both her and Taylor are rolling around together, cackling. “And maybe Taylor into a cab.”
“Do you have a spare room, Pierce?” Dom asks as he follows me to his feet.
“No,” I say.
“Yes,” Ayden says at the same time.
Shit.
“Okay… Which is it?”
I look at my stepbrother with questioning eyes. We technicallydon’t.
“I could lay down too, if you don’t mind,” Kali asks. “We all sleep together anyway at the station.” She stretches her arms way over her head. “Plus, I think I’m full, drunk, and sleepy. The triple threat.”
“We have three rooms.” Ayden stands and takes a few steps toward the cabin. “And a couch. It should be enough.”
“I get to bunk withAydennnn?”
“No,” I swiftly cut in before he can even joke about agreeing to that. After running through all the options for sleeping, I groan and rake my fingers through my loosely up-done hair. “Alright.”
“Sleepoverrrrr,” Taylor coos for so long, I’ve no doubt the echo reached clear across the lake to the other cabins.
I tilt my gaze down to Ayden, who wears a coy smile. I’m not going to question what that look is for, but instead, just roll my eyes and head into the cabin with him.
“Dom,” I call over my shoulder. “You got the girls?”
“Yup.”
“I gotta get going,” Corey calls out. “I’ve already ordered my cab. The Missus will?—”
“Kill you if you don’t get home,” all three girls say simultaneously. “We know.”
I can’t help but laugh, just as both Ayden and I begin climbing the stairs to the cabin.
