Enzo (Jinx Tattoos 1)

Keir released his hold on her and moved forward to talk to the others.

Her mind went blank as her gaze locked with Enzo’s. There was anger and pain in his blue depths. She felt sick to her stomach. “You guys out enjoying the square?” she asked softly.

“Yeah, the whole family. Mom and Dad and a few of their current foster kids are here, too.” He stepped closer and lowered his voice, so only she could hear him. “You on a date?”

She shook her head no.

“That’s not what it looked like to me,” he said.

“You told me not to wait for you, Enzo.”

“So, you hook up with him?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but that’s not what’s happening.”

“Yet,” he countered.

She huffed. “Don’t come at me like this. Because you won’t like what I do. You were the one who couldn’t give me what I want. Should I disregard my own emotions and your advice and wait? No. I’m done with that, En.”

They pulled away like fighters called to their corners at the end of the round. She wasn’t sure who won round one.

Chapter Seven

Enzo

He couldn’t get the sight of Keir kissing Aibhlinn out of his mind. She’d been shocked—he could tell by the way her eyes went round—but she didn’t push him away.

He speared his fingers through his hair. I did this. He was making progress in counseling. They were bringing the darkest parts of his soul to the light, and he was trying to let go. It was a process he couldn’t rush.

Doc had told him that over and over. She thought he was making good progress, but it felt like he was moving at a snail’s pace. Because I left it too long.

“Okay, I’m just going to ask what everyone else is thinking. Who the hell was that?” Rhys said.

“That was Keir, some Irish bloke that works with her mother at the gallery. Apparently, he’s the son of her mother’s best friend back in the day.”

“And they’re dating?” Silas asked.

“I don’t know. She’s never mentioned it to me. I knew she’d been showing him around town.”

“More than that ... it looks like,” Rhys said.

Enzo glared at him.

“For once in your life, stop stirring up shit,” Silas snapped.

“What? He waited too long, and now she’s moved on,” Rhys remarked.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” Enzo growled.

Rhys shrugged. “Not really. But it’s time you both stopped fucking around.”

“You know nothing about what we do.” Enzo took a step toward his baby brother, ready to silence his mouth with his fist.

“To your corner, boys,” Noah barked.

They turned to find the older man leaning against the doorframe. “Want to tell me what I missed that has you two ready to throw down?” Noah asked, talking around the ever-present toothpick that dangled out of the side of his mouth.

“Touchy topic. We ran into Aibhlinn last night, and she was in mid-kiss with someone else,” Silas explained.