My blood turns to ice. “Do you know anything about the group? Their names?”
Haze shakes his head. “That’s all I know, or I’d tell you more.”
“Fuck.” I run a hand through my hair. “Thanks for the warning.”
Haze dips his chin in a subtle nod. “Now go break that asshole’s wrists and fuck your sister’s brains out.”
I snort a laugh. “Whatever, man. It was good to see you.” I clap him on the back. “You and Indi should stop by my Halloween party next month. By the way, where is she?”
He smirks and glances past my shoulder. “Oh, count me the fuck in. Good enough reason to wear my favorite mask.”
“You’d find any reason to wear it,” Indi says behind me.
I swing around with a huge grin. “Ah, there you are. How have you been?”
A mini leather jacket hangs from her slender frame. Her tattoos stand out from her cropped shirt and tight shorts. She’s pulled her black hair into a ponytail, and bright-red lipstick makes her mouth stand out below her green eyes.
“Much better since we last talked.” Indi smirks and glances at Haze before returning her attention to me. “Haze said you’re going to be in the club at some point. Have you joined yet?”
I glare at Haze as he snickers and tugs Indi to his side before wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” I say with a straight face. “No, I’m not joining the I-fuck-my-sister club. Let that shit go.”
I glance in Nova’s direction. She’s still talking to Brandon, who’s gently brushing pieces of her hair behind her ear.
Maybe breaking his wrists isn’t a bad idea.
“Thanks again for the heads-up.” I throw a peace sign at him before storming to Nova.
We’re still fooling Brandon into believing I’m her boyfriend, so I need to come off as the jealous and insecure cuck so that Brandon can swoop in like a knight in shining shit armor to save the day.
As tempting as it is to kill Brandon and make Nova mine, I can’t give in. It’s not that easy.
Brandon is the first to notice my quick approach. I wrap my arms around Nova from behind and settle my palms on her stomach pooch with a squeeze.
“There you are,” I whisper in her ear, loud enough for Brandon to hear.
Nova cranes her neck, lips parted and eyes flashing wide in surprise. I take advantage by swooping in and kissing her. It’squick but effective at making Brandon jealous. It also earns a startled whimper from Nova that shoots straight to my dick.
I raise my head and pin Brandon with a haughty look. “And you are?” I drawl.
Annoyance flashes across his face before he reins it in and forces a fake smile. He holds his hand out for me to shake. “I’m Brandon. We talked briefly the other night.”
I put on a show of slowly dropping my gaze to his outstretched hand, sucking my teeth, then flicking my attention back to his face. “Yeah, I know. I’m just wondering who you think you are for being all over my girlfriend. Think I wouldn’t notice?”
Nova tenses in my arms.
“Aiden,” she whispers.
Brandon’s fake smile tightens, and he glances at Nova like she’s going to save him from me. I grin, all teeth and menace.
She’s not gonna save you, bro. Not when I already have my sight locked on you and am just dying to fuck you up.
I bite my tongue, stopping myself from saying exactly that to him. Instead, I say, “I’m fucking with you, Brennon.”
“It’s Brandon.” He drops his arm to his side, giving up hope that I’ll shake his hand like we’re friends. “Have you guys eaten anything yet? I can get us something. It’s on me.”
I purse my lips, tempted to tell him no, but the petty side of me wants him to spend all of his money and leave without Nova. I shrug and squeeze her closer against my chest.
