Page 29 of Save Me
“Hi, are you here for Keelan’s party?” I greeted.
He took off his sunglasses, revealing a familiar shade of aquamarine eyes. “I am. Who are you, gorgeous?”
I felt a body behind me before a grumbly voice said, “Off limits.”
The guy smirked at Knox over my head. “Oh, really?”
“I thought you said you weren’t going to make it,” Knox said.
“I said I’d do my best to make it,” the guy corrected. “We were down a mechanic at the shop, but we finally found someone to hire a few days ago.”
Knox nodded. “The price of being the boss. I’m glad you were able to come. It’s been too long.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “This is Shiloh.”
I held my hand out. “Hi.”
He gave me a charming smile that reminded me of Keelan’s and engulfed my hand with his tattooed one. “Micah. How did a sweet little thing like you end up with this mean bastard?”
“I said she’s off limits. Not that she’s mine,” Knox said.
“Keelan’s?” Micah asked.
“It doesn’t matter who she’s with,” Keelan said, coming up beside me. “She’s off limits, you womanizing fool.”
Knox pulled me back a step and Keelan squeezed by to hug Micah. Micah returned the hug with a big smile and loud pats on Keelan’s back. “Pot meet kettle, cousin,” he said to Keelan. “There have been times you showed me up when it came to picking up women.”
Keelan pulled away. “That’s because I’m prettier than you.”
Cousin?“I thought his eyes looked like Colt and Creed’s,” I blurted out loud.
Micah’s attention flicked to me. “It’s a Stone gene.”
I glanced back at Knox, then forward at Keelan, taking in their golden-brown eyes.
“We have our mother’s eyes,” Keelan said, answering the question I was sure I had written on my face.
I felt Knox tense up behind me. I couldn’t remember a time Knox had ever mentioned their mother. Based on his reaction to Keelan speaking of her… “Well, it was nice meeting you, Micah,” I said quickly. “Gifts go on the coffee table in the living room.” I turned to face Knox. “Let’s go grill some food.”
Knox stepped aside so I could walk ahead of him.
Colt and Creed walked into the living room as we were heading for the backyard. As I was walking by, Creed grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall.
I glanced back at Knox. He watched us for a second before continuing on toward the backyard without me. “I was going to help Knox,” I said as I let Creed lead me.
“You can help him in a minute,” Creed shot over his shoulder.
The moment we walked back into Colt’s room, Creed spun around and picked me up by the backs of my thighs. My legs locked around his waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I faintly heard the sound of the door closing behind me. As he held me, Creed walked toward the door until my back met a chest—Colt’s chest. Colt’s hands went to my hips and Creed took another step forward, pinning me between them. I couldn’t breathe without my rib cage pushing against both of them.
“We need you to listen very carefully, because we’re about to have that talk you wanted,” Creed said, his eyes boring into mine. “You are our girlfriend. You wanted to know how this is done. To be honest, we don’t know.”
“You have to have some idea. Weren’t you in a relationship with the same girl before?” I asked.
They both tensed up. I hoped it was out of surprise and not out of lingering feelings they still had for Emma.
“My money is on Keelan,” Colt said behind me.
“That bastard does love to let shit slip,” Creed grumbled.
“You’ve also mentioned her,” I pointed out.