I laughed under my breath. “Ask Erika,” I taunted him. “Or is she keeping things from you?”
His face was frozen, but I knew the storm that raged under his skin. I wasn’t saying shit. I loved that his girl kept me a secret from him.
“I trust her,” he said. “I don’t trust you. What are you hanging over her head?”
Me? Oh, so that was it. The only way she’d give me the time of day was if I were blackmailing her?
“Believe it or not,” I told him, “she’s the one who has my neck in a noose. Quite the little dominant, your monster is. I’m kind of digging it. If you want to share.” And then I shot my eyes to Kai. “With everyone, I mean.”
“Jesus,” Kai muttered.
Yeah, I was definitely pissed w
hen I heard about the three of them. It was just another time the two of them made all the decisions and had all the fun. Will and I simply tagged along when we were permitted.
Alex and Banks made their way over, Will taking the beer Alex brought him.
“Where’s Winter?” he asked.
“With Rika,” she said.
Michael and I didn’t blink.
“You’re not the only one who knows how to deal with garbage,” Michael said in a low voice as everyone stood silently by. “I didn’t erase my brother to keep her safe, so you could come along and fuck with us, too. I went that far, and I’ll do what I have to do again.”
Maybe.
He killed one person, making that self-defense. Make it a habit, and that becomes risk. He had lots to lose now.
“Who is that?” I heard Will ask.
But Michael, Kai, and I were locked, barely hearing him.
“No one will miss you,” Michael whispered, threatening me.
And I almost laughed. Bet his dick grew another fourth of an inch off that big boy threat.
“Michael,” Will said.
But Michael still stared at me, simply pumping his chest. Rika would never tolerate me doing anything to hurt her. He knew that. If she and I had a meeting, it was because she wanted to be there, and he was jealous.
Fuck him.
“Who the fuck is that?” Will barked. “Michael!”
“What?” Michael jerked his head to Will.
“Seriously?” Will blurted out. “You’re not watching this?”
Dragging my eyes away from Michael and Kai, we all turned our gazes on Will, following his line of sight to Rika, Winter, and some guy in black pants, a dark gray pullover, and leather shoes with his dark hair slicked back. Maybe five or six years older than us.
“That guy,” Will pointed out, looking at us as we looked at them. “He had a mask on before. He walked up and put his hands on Rika like he was one of the actors. He grabbed her, picked her up, had his hands way too close to certain things…”
Will turned back to her as he spoke, and I narrowed my eyes, taking note that Winter was standing back as Rika and the guy talked. He looked familiar. Where have I seen him before?
“She got away from him when she realized it wasn’t you,” Will continued, “but now he has the mask off, and he’s talking to her like they know each other. I don’t think she knows it was the same guy that fondled her before.”
I looked away, shaking my head.