That right there was why I had to keep a distance.

“It’s okay,” I called, and then peeked around the corner. I kept my eyes on Lucas as I smiled. “Promise, I didn’t break it. It was already broken.”

Saint snorted and then left the room. Why did he walk out? I was surprised he didn’t stay to mess with me some more.

“Kylo, I didn’t know you arrived.” Lucas smiled. I hadn’t hunted Lucas down as yet because I knew he would probably be able to tell something was up.

“Hang the fuck on,” Wreck said. “How about we get back to what he broke?”

“He said it was already broken,” Lucas put in for me.

Wreck looked down at his man with high brows. “And you believe him?”

“Well, yes?”

I laughed. “You don’t sound convincin’.” Lucas was never good at lying. I’d been attracted to him when I first met him. He’d been shy and cute, and I wanted to get to know him. I soon recognized we were better as friends than anything, which saved my life no doubt since Wreck had fallen for the guy as well.

“I’m working on my acting skills,” Lucas admitted.

Wreck snorted while I smiled again. See, he was just damn charming.

“How’s work going?” he asked me and I froze. Work was good. It was the boss that wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell him that his brother was a big fucking prick who sent me insane.

Thankfully, West, Lucas’s other friend, and also mine now, arrived.

However, I shouldn’t have been thankful too quickly because Lucas piped up with “I can ask you the same question. How’s work going?”

My mind went right to Saint. Do you wanna taste my mouth?

I shrugged, answering first with “Same old. Anyway, I better go clean up the mess—not that there is a mess to clean up,” I added quickly when Wreck’s frosty stare hit me.

I made my way out of there but heard West laugh and then say, “I’m good too, and I’ll go help him before your man kills him.” West caught up with me as I picked up the box. I winced when things rattled in there.

“Take it out front and we’ll check it where Wreck can’t hear.”

I snorted. “Good thinkin’.” We went outside, and West opened the back door to his car so I could place it in there. I opened it and clipped, “Shit.”

Looking over my shoulder, West whistled. “He’s going to kill you.”

I stepped back and closed the door. “Not if he doesn’t find it.”

West’s eyes rounded. “You’re not leaving that in there. I presume they were Wreck’s.”

Nodding, I said, “At the compound, Wreck had his favorite coffee cups. He didn’t like anyone touchin’ them.”

“I know. He had one at Lucas and Saint’s place, and he nearly bit my head off for going to use it.”

“Fuck.”

“Yes.” He nodded.

Groaning, I leaned against his car and hoped West would forget they were in there until he pulled away with them. “So, you gonna tell me what’s goin’ on with you?”