Page 57 of Filthy Rich Ex's Brothers

“We all just see her at the same time?” Ryan asks, raising a single eyebrow and looking directly at me. “Don’t you think some of us would get… jealous?”

I bite my tongue. At first, the thought of sharing her makes a hot strike of anger rip through my chest. But it’s quickly followed by a sense of… peace?

If Ryan or even Graham can make her happy too, why wouldn’t I want that?

“I think I could get over it,” I say, meaning it.

“I can’t believe we’re having this discussion,” Ryan says, pacing faster now. “I mean—it would definitely give your brother something juicy to spread around. But I like the idea. I think Serena would, too.”

“That is, if she even wants anything to do with us, after that scene,” Graham mumbles, before dropping his chin to his chest, closing his eyes, tucking down further into the chair. He is like a bear, in more ways than one, going into hibernation.

“Hey, wake up,” I say, though I’m feeling exhausted, too. “We have too much to deal with right now for a nap.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” he murmurs, and then, “I hope she is. Interested in it.”

Ryan meets my gaze, and we both look at my brother. A man who has never expressed so much as a passing interest in a woman in years.

“Yeah, man,” I swallow, turn around, and go searching for the whiskey bottle. “Me, too.”

Chapter 31

Serena

“Nooo—Alexshowed up? Why would he show up?” Grayson’s voice booms through the living room, and Georgia shoots him a look that says,shush.

He’s pacing, shaking his head, obviously very affected by my story. My other roommates are gathered around, listening intently.

When I got back to the house, my roommates were, once again, gone. They came home all at once, but from different places—Lillie from the grocery store, Grayson and Sid from the local basketball court, and Georgia from a study session.

Bianca is, mercifully, nowhere to be seen.

If I had the wherewithal to go looking in her bedroom, I wonder if I’d find her suitcase and many of her things gone. I can’t imagine her coming back here, after that scene at Onyx today.

Especially knowing I’ll be telling everyone else what she did.

I’d sat on the couch numbly, staring at the wall in the dark, until they got home. Then, when they got back and flipped on the lights, they found me sitting here. They draped a blanket over my shoulders like I was a survivor from a crime scene, sitting in the back of an ambulance with lights flashing over my face.

“Serena,” Georgia had said, kneeling down in front of me. “Tell us what happened.”

So, I started talking. I filled them in oneverythingthat’s happened to me in the past few weeks. I’ve been so busy, going in and out, that there hasn’t been time.

When I told them the part about Ryan—running into him at the event, then again at the cafe, and finally sleeping with him at his place—Lillie jumps to her feet, her hand on her mouth, words coming out muffled through her fingers. “Bitch,bitch, are you serious?Ryan Hudson? Why have I not met himyesterday?”

I’d actually managed to laugh at that, managed to smile despite everything.

Even with the sticky, rotting feeling in my stomach. Betrayal. The worst betrayal of my life, even including every set of foster parents that didn’t want me. Even including Alex leaving my things on the lawn and Travis leaving me in that hotel room.

Bianca was supposed to be my person. The memory of her there, standing behind Alex, still doesn’t quite make sense in my brain.

“So, yeah, Alex showed up,” I say now, voice hoarse. We’re getting to the worst part of the story. My stomach twists at the thought of telling them. Right now, it’s exciting to recount the drama of each man walking in, even up to Alex joining the fray. I don’t want to, but I force the words out: “And Bianca was with him.”

Just like I expected, all of them go quiet, just staring at me.

“Bianca?” Georgia sputters, shaking her head. “Like…ourBianca?”

I nod, and just like that, I’m bursting into tears again. Instantly, they’re crowding around me, even the guys, swaddling me in a tight hug until I can breathe again.

“What was she doing there?” Sid asks.