Time Will Tell (Maybe #3)(43)

“That’s enough, Zach,” Xander growls, standing up but not letting go of me. His fingers tighten on my waist.

Wait, what?

They’ve shared women before?

What the hell?

I try to push off Xander’s hold on me, but it doesn’t work. He just grips tighter. “It’s in the past, Trill, let it go.”

Let it go?

Let it go?

This isn’t a f*cking Disney movie.

He finally lets me go and I storm off. I hear Zach mutter a curse and I turn my head just in time to see Xander punch Zach in the gut, the blonde forgotten and standing in the corner.

Looks like Zach isn’t having the best of birthdays.

I make it to the front, but then realise that Xander rode us here on his bike.

“You okay?” Rex asks, jogging over to me.

“I want to go home.”

“I’ll take you,” he offers.

I know Xander will be angry, but right now, I don’t care, I just want to leave.

I eye him warily. “You haven’t been drinking?”

He shakes his head. “I just got here. I was at work. Come on.”

I follow him to his bike and let him take me home.





Chapter Twenty-Two


Xander


I punch Zach in the stomach, losing my temper. What the f*ck is wrong with him? Why would he say something like that to Trillian?

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he grits out, holding his stomach. I look around to see one of his club brothers walking over to us, probably wondering why I’m hitting him on his birthday. In front of his club. Yeah, not the smartest thing I’ve ever done, but it looks like only one of them saw what happened anyway.

“Zach?” The man comes up, looking to Zach for instruction, probably on whether to kick my ass or not. Well, he can try.

Zach holds his hand up. “It’s fine. I deserved that.” He stands up and nods. “We better find her. I shouldn’t have taken my shit out on her. I’m sorry. Fuck, I keep messing shit up.”

“What’s going on with you?” I ask, walking with him. “Fuck, do you have any idea how much shit you just put me in?”

He cringes because he knows it’s bad. He knows Trillian. We were in such a good place. I don’t need her head filled with insecurities because she has absolutely nothing to worry about with me.

“I f*cked up, Xander. I’m sorry. Let me talk to her.”

“Fuck, no,” I snap. “I’m going to have to talk to her and explain that, yeah, when we were younger we did some shit, but I didn’t even know her then so she can’t exactly hold it against me. The worst thing I did was not tell her about it, but how do you start that conversation? Oh, did you know that Zach and I have had threesomes before?”

Zach makes a strangled sound. “Fuck, f*ck, f*ck. I wouldn’t call it a threesome. It’s not like we touched each other. We just shared a chick.”

He shrugs, like it’s no big deal.

“Zach, do me a favour and shut the f*ck up. Trillian is going to think up all this shit in her head now,” I say. “And she’s going to trust me less.”

We stand in the driveway just in time to see her leave on the back of Rex’s bike.

“Motherf*cker!” I yell, seeing red.

What is she thinking? Getting on the back of Rex’s bike? She knows I don’t like him. And this is the first time she’s been on someone else’s bike. I don’t like it one bit. She’s mine and she should know better.

Zach scowls. “He should know better. Everyone knows not to go near Trillian.”

Yeah, that’s true, but no one can say no to her.

“I’ll see you later,” I tell Zach, walking to my bike.

“I’m coming.”

“You’re drunk, you can’t ride.”

He sighs. “Fine, but I’m f*ckin’ sorry, all right. Today’s been a shit day. No excuse, though.”

I ignore him and straddle my bike.

I need to go get my woman.

*****

Rex’s bike is nowhere in sight when I pull up in Trill’s driveway. Maybe the man is smarter than he looks. Pulling out my key, I unlock the door and storm inside. I find her sitting in front of the TV. She doesn’t look at me even though she has to have heard me enter.

“Will you listen to what I have to say?” I ask gently.

“Do you know what it feels like to find out something from other people that you should have heard from your boyfriend in the first place?” she fires back.

“That isn’t really something I wanted to share with anyone.”

Especially with her.

“Zach is one of my best friends, even though he was a dick tonight, and you and he have slept with the same women before? At the same time? Do you know how awkward that is?”

I sit down next to her but don’t touch her yet. “Baby, it’s not a recent thing. We were young, horny, and stupid. I hadn’t even met you then. How can you hold it against me?”

She stares down at her hands. “When was the last time?”

I rack my brain. “I think we were twenty. So a few years now.”

“I just feel like… What if you want to do something like that again? What if I can’t keep your interest? You have all this sexual experience and I have hardly any. I don’t want you to get bored,” she admits in a small voice.