Page 20 of Indecent Lies

Before Texas could even touch on that, she lifted her gaze. “Why did it take you so long to come and…buy me? I thought you worked at that other MC place? No one told me you were coming; they didn’t even know your name.”

“They know me as Texas.”

“Texas?”

“Yeah, my road name. A name given by the MC I was a member of.”

“Was?”

That conversation he didn’t touch.

“I haven’t lived here for a while, Poppy, it’s why this place smells unlived in. I was traveling and got word from an old friend about you. It took me a few days to drive from South Carolina.”

“Oh.” And then. “I’m sorry, I just assumed you would be here. God, I’m so sorry to disrupt your life like this. I overheard your brother saying you lived in Colorado and he mentioned the Renegade Souls.”

His twin. Another untouchable subject. His jaw tightened at the thought of Malachai.

He had so many wavering emotions concerning him, that Texas wouldn’t even know how to unpack all that garbage.

He missed his twin, some days it felt like a part of himself was cut out of his torso.

“We’re not talking about me. Start with you rocking up to theDiablosin a wedding gown.”

“That’s easy enough, I suppose. It was my wedding day.”

Something like disturbance tickled in the back of his brain and he didn’t know why.

He’d guessed that much.

Or she’d been in one of those fancy wedding gown stores and ran out without paying. Rich chicks were always being arrested on the news for shoplifting.

“Before or after the ceremony?”

“Very much before. It should never have gotten that far. I didn’t want to marry Ronnie, not really.”

Again, so many questions started banging through Texas’ brain, but he shelved them all, in favor of what was more important.

“So you did a runaway bride act. Why come here?”

The frown became more prominent on her face and he suddenly felt bad for sounding harsh, but it was baffling to him.

They were never close… not really.

They knew each other because they were always at the same events.

He hadn’t thought about her in years just because he closed off that part of his life the moment he bought a motorcycle and drove across country aimlessly until he found Rider and the rest.

The very idea that Texas wanted to be his own man and not become a dull as fuck accountant in the family business meant he became dead to his whole family the moment he left. The nail in the coffin was to assume they could dictate his life in the same way they did with Malachai.

Of course, their golden boy couldn’t do no wrong.

He became a high ranking cop. Married the princess. Lived miserably ever after.

He could tell their parents some home truths about that whole fairy tale and blow that out of the water if he was cruel enough.

“Well?”

“You were the first person I thought of.”