Page 47 of Furious (The Six Six Six Rule #2)
Luke nods. “Right. The other thing is… I’ll just come out and say it. I have a boyfriend. We’ve been together for almost a year now. I would love for you to meet Shane, unless you have a problem with it.”
By it, he means his sexual orientation.
I hang my head in shame. “No, Luke. I have no problem with whom you love. Or with who you are. I know I should have stood up for you when Byron kicked you out. I have no excuse for staying and for my behavior for the past three years. I don’t even know why you’re helping me.
If you wanted nothing to do with me, I’d understand. ”
“Never, Bexie-Boo.” He pulls me back into his arms, but it’s fleeting. “Look, we have a lot to talk about. A lot to figure out. Tomorrow. Just know that I understand. We were only seventeen. If you had tried to leave and come with me, he would have come after you.”
Luke is right, but that doesn’t justify my behavior and all the decisions I made after Byron—Dad—shunned him.
“I know, but?—”
“Tomorrow.” Luke’s tone brooks no argument.
“It just so happens that you arrived during Star Cove’s County Fair.
This is the last weekend of the year. The entire pier is open.
There are games, award-winning fried pickles and shots.
Lots of shots. We turned twenty-one three days ago, and I say let’s party tonight.
I don’t even have practice tomorrow morning, so fuck the hangover.
Come on, let’s forget the past three years ever happened, and we’ll talk about the rest tomorrow. ”
And just like that, I let my twin brother lead me back out onto the pier.
We return to his table, where two tall guys are now sitting with huge mugs of beer in front of them.
“Hey babes,” Luke kisses the lips of the one with pitch black hair and dark brown eyes. “This is my twin sister, Rebecca. Everyone calls her Bex. Bex, this is my boyfriend, Shane.”
There’s a moment of uncertainty.
Shane and Luke look at each other in some kind of silent communication. Whatever they are discussing with their eyes is solved in mere seconds and Shane’s lips open in a bright smile. “Bex, it’s so nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
He offers me his hand to shake, but when I take it, he pulls me into a hug.
I doubt that the things he heard about me were good, but I’m grateful for the welcoming reception.
“Shane plays right wing on our second line. And this over here,” Luke says. “Is my roommate, Connor. He plays defense.”
Emerald green eyes meet mine, and heat floods to my face the second Connor nods in my direction.
His smile is warm and inviting and makes his already handsome face look even more attractive. “Hey Bex.”
I’m disappointed when he doesn’t initiate any physical contact, not a hug, a handshake or even a fist bump.
I’m a very sensual creature, and all of a sudden, it’s like my body is starving for the human contact I’ve been denied in the past three years. Especially when the human in question is smoking hot.
“Hey Connor.” I nod back at him.
“Where are the others?” Luke asks.
Connor answers with a shrug. “Fuck knows. Jamie disappeared with two girls. I think Keene might have gone home. I’m surprised he came out with us to begin with.”