I curled an arm around his waist and ignored his wide eyes when they landed on me. Instead, I said, “Yeah, Kylo and I are seeing where this goes between us, but you can’t say anything to anyone.”

Another noise fell from Kylo’s lips. He tried to bolt, but I held him tight.

Dad smiled. “Our lips are sealed.”

Dad and I looked to Mom. “Lucy,” Dad warned.

When she said nothing, I said, “Mom.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, I won’t say anything. I’ll just have to tell Heather that Zion can’t see her daughter since he’s taken.”

“He’s not taken,” Kylo blurted, and then slammed his lips together.

Dad chuckled. Mom smiled softly, and I told them, “Don’t worry, he likes me a lot. We’re workin’ on everythin’ else.”

Chapter Thirteen

Kylo

Zion had lost his ever-loving mind. It had to be the gunshot. Maybe poison had got into his blood and was fucking with his head. He didn’t seriously just announce we were seeing each other to his parents… right?

Wait, were we really seeing each other?

Fuck it, we were.

But the situation was an awkward one and had me boiling from embarrassment. I would have preferred to have met Zion’s parents when I wasn’t half naked.

A knock sounded on the door. In the next blink of an eye, I was grabbed and shoved back in the pantry. I was sure the person who grabbed me was Zion’s father.

“Hello,” I heard Lucas call.

“Mom, Dad, not a word,” Zion whispered.

“Hello, my boy,” Lucy yelled.

I heard Lucas walk into the kitchen. Then there was a brief pause before Lucas said, “Where’s Kylo? His vehicle’s out the front.”

Shit, fuck.

“He’s asleep in your old room,” Zion said quickly.

“Why?” Lucas drew out.

There was another beat of silence. “Because he….”

Crap, maybe I could just walk out of the pantry, which I couldn’t believe I was in again, and then Lucas would see me half naked.

Fuck me and my life. This was ridiculous.

“He wanted to check if I was okay since he was involved in the whole episode. He looked tired, so I told him to crash here,” Zion explained.

Would he buy it?

“Cool,” Lucas said. “I’ll just go and see—”

“Wait,” Gerry yelled. “Ah, didn’t you say, Zion, that he needed all the sleep he could get?”

“That’s right,” Lucy added. “When we arrived, you said to keep quiet, so we didn’t wake him.”

Someone sighed, no doubt Lucas because his family sounded a little tense. “Fine. I’m here to check your arm anyway before I go to work.”

“You never did tell us what happened to your arm, Zion,” Lucy said.

“Yes, Zion, what did happen?” Lucas said, sounding awfully gleeful about it.

“There was a situation at work. Nothin’ I couldn’t handle.”

“What type of situation?” Gerry asked, his voice deep with suspicion.

“Gun,” Lucas coughed out.

“What?” Lucy cried.

Meanwhile, I was getting a cramp in my thigh since there wasn’t enough room in here, and I was afraid if I moved, I would knock something over.