Page 52 of Reaper's Claim

“Where?” I asked, while Kade muttered something about not giving a shit; he and his bad attitude hadn’t changed when it came to Abby.

“On a date.” She spoke just before the doorbell rang.

My head whipped to Kade, and he looked back at me. We rose to our feet in unison, knocking everything off the table in our hurry to get to the door.

“You get her,” Kade grunted, sprinting past me as I wrapped my arms around Abby.

“Let go of me.” She hissed and kicked her feet.

Kade opened the door, and I pushed Abby behind us. Time to size this kid up and that was what he was, a kid.Was this guy even legally allowed to drink?

I shot a disgusted look back at Abby as she crossed her arms. “Get out of my way.”

“What you want?” Kade grunted at the young punk on our doorstep. “Come on, spit it out,” Kade pressured when the guy just stared.

“Reaper, Drake, get out of my way!” Abby stomped her feet behind us.

I turned to look back at her. “Is this kid even legally allowed to drive?”

“Are you?” She snapped back at me with a bitchy look. “Oh that’s right, you lost your license, and yes he is! Now move!” She attempted to push her way through, but Kade and I were fucking bricks; she had no chance of success.

“I’m just taking… um… Abby out,” he stuttered. He actually stuttered!

“MOVE!” Abby yelled.

“Are you her… ummm… her brothers?” He looked dumbstruck at us.

Kade’s lips twitched, and I knew he was in for some fun. “Can’t have sex with a sister, can you? Unless you’re some creepy piece of work. You look like that type of freak.”

I pressed my lips firmly together, and Kade’s very few words sent Abby into a tantrum.

“MOVE KADE, BEFORE I TAKE THE POKER FROM THE FIRE AND RUN IT THROUGH YOUR BACK!” she roared.

Kade laughed and stepped to the side. “All you had to do was ask.”

Abby’s face was red and she was breathing fire. Darting between us, she grabbed the poor guy’s hand and flung him around.

She was storming down the garden path with him in tow. Leaning against the doorframe, I watched them get into his car. “I don’t like him.”

“Why, scared he might take ya side, bitch?” Kade rolled his eyes at me.

“Didn’t have to embarrass her.” I gave him a pointed look.

Kade had spilled all about his and Abby’s history; history I had known nothing about.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Doesn’t matter, she was going to leave with him no matter what I said.”

“I still don’t like him.”

We both watched the car pull away.

“Gay looking kid if you ask me.” Kade’s eyes met mine; we both seemed to be thinking the same thing.

“Didn’t look trustworthy, did he?”

“Definitely not an upstanding citizen like ourselves.” Kade smirked then pushed off the wall. “Get ya shit already, I’m not the best tail driver as is.”

Looked like we were on the same page. Hadn’t planned on stalking Abby and her date, but hell, it wasn’t like we had anything else to do. Plus he really didn’t seem like her type—not one tattoo in sight.