Page 81 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

“Sorry? That’s what you have to say to me?” Ryan questions me.

“Ryan, stop,” Sarah sighs, stress written all over her face.

Ryan ignores her, his furious eyes burning into me. “When did this happen? When did you go behind my back and do this?”

My mouth goes dry as I stand there staring at him, not knowing what I can say that’ll make this situation any better. He’s reacting just how I feared he would, and I’m still not prepared to handle it.

“Answer me!”

Quick, heavy footsteps sound behind me, and I turn just as Jackson and Marcus come around the corner.

“Oh, perfect timing. Now, the three of you can explain yourselves and tell me why you knocked up my sister,” Ryan bites out.

“Shit,” Jackson mutters under his breath.

Marcus holds his hands up like that has a chance of calming Ryan. “Let’s just talk about this.”

Marcus is typically good at keeping the peace, but I don’t think that even he can convince Ryan not to hate us for this.

“Yeah, let’s,” Ryan says as he clenches and unclenches his hands, his gaze sweeping across all of us. “You know how important Cassidy is to me. You know what I’ve gone through to protect her all these years.”

Jackson’s jaw tightens slightly. “We didn’t—”

“I’m not done,” Ryan grits out. “You guys are like my brothers. I trusted you to look after her, and I made it clear that I didn’t want any of you getting with her. She grew up with you guys. It’s not right.”

“I never saw her as a little sister,” Marcus tells him. “It’s not like that. It’s not some weird, twisted thing.”

That doesn’t make Ryan look any happier or relieved.

“And to learn that all three of you were with her…I feel so fucking betrayed by all of you,” Ryan says, his face slightly reddening. “You went behind my back. You lied to me. And what did I do to deserve that?”

Guilt churns within me, my eyes lowering to the ground. I don’t know what to say. I can’t defend what we did because we knew what we were doing.

We went behind his back. We lied. We did it again and again.

Now, Cassidy is pregnant, and there’s no leaving behind what we did and acting like it didn’t happen. That’s not an option anymore.

“I thought I could trust you, but I was obviously wrong. All of this just feels…wrong,” Ryan says, gesturing to us. “And since you were sneaking around, I think you all know that.”

Sarah gently takes his arm. “Let’s just take a breath right now, Ryan.”

Ryan shakes his head in disappointment and puts his back to us before letting Sarah lead him away from us.

Sarah glances over her shoulder at us. She doesn’t look angry like him, though. She looks guilty.

She’s the one who told him the truth, but I can’t even be mad at her. He’s about to be her husband. There are probably no secrets between them.

That’s how it should be.

No secrets. No lies. No sneaking around.

All that stuff does is hurt people in the end.

“Fuck,” Jackson says before storming into our suite.

Marcus and I follow him, the air feeling heavy around us. This is no longer a place of relaxation and paradise. It feels like hell.

“What do we do?” I ask them.