“Watch your mouth,” I growl low and deadly, not liking for one damn second how he speaks to his sister. “Mayven.” I reach behind me and squeeze her hand. “Wait outside for a moment.”
Colt’s head tips back and the fucker laughs a full belly laugh until it abruptly stops. “You’re serious? You want my sister out of sight so she won’t see her brother kick the shit out of the dick she was trying to ride.”
I lose it and lunge for the disrespectful asshole. Colt grabs my shoulders but at the same time he turns to slam my back against the wall. During his move, I manage to headbutt the asshole right in the fucking nose.
He roars and Mayven is in my face the next second. “Why did you do that?”
Confused, I glance from Mayven to Colt. She smacks the back of Colt’s head and snaps, “Suits you right with your bloody nose poking into my business.”
“I told you what would happen if I saw you with one of my brothers,” Colt snaps. “There’s only one of two ways with bikers, May. Either you’re a cockhopper or an old lady.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t plan to jump this man’s bones, it just happened. And how was I to know I instantly clicked with him? I wasn’t ever going to visit your MC, you know that.”
“Anyone mind telling me what the fuck this is about because you two are seriously fucked up.” Anger surges through me. “Never fucking mind. When you two clear your shit up, you come find me, Mayven.”
“Mayven, eh? Everyone else calls her May.” Colt chuckles and glances at Mayven. “He sounds like a lovesick fool.” He points a finger at his sister. “Told ya.”
“Told ya, told ya, told ya, what the fuck?” I roar.
Mayven sighs. “Colt always said I was welcome to come visit him but I wasn’t allowed near any of his…brothers. His exact words were–”
“No one will touch my sister for any cockhopping action. She’s too good for that. And you fuckers can smell old lady material from miles away. One whiff and they would willingly hand over their cock on a silver platter.” Now Colt is pointing a finger in my face, his nose is still bleeding and it’s dripping down his chin. “You, brother, have your balls on a silver platter.”
I narrow my eyes at the idiot, refusing to say anything. Because he’s fucking right. One look and she had my damn attention, like she said; we instantly clicked. I didn’t even get one damn whiff of her pussy and my balls were on the metal.
Suddenly Colt’s whole demeanor shifts. “Wait. What are you doing here, sis? You never swing by for a visit and the last time we talked you were excited about opening your own…what was it? Catering? Muffins? Baking shit, delivering lunch packages or something?”
“Yeah, well, seeing someone murder another person right before my eyes kinda abruptly killed my dream along with it, because I had to hightail out of there with only what I had on me. Luckily it was my purse so I could buy a bus ticket to get to you.”
“Did the killer see you?” I ask, my heart is slamming against my ribcage.
Fucking hell, I only just met her and her life already hangs in the balance.
“Do you know the killer or the one he murdered?” Colt fires a question or two of his own.
I swing my head toward him. “If she left right after she saw it and had friends with her, then she acted suspiciously and the fucker who killed the guy would know something is up.”
“Oh. Shit,” Mayven whispers.
Colt sighs. “Sit your ass down, sis. I need some coffee before you start to explain from the beginning. I’ve been riding all damn day and night. I should have stayed at a hotel driving up there and before heading back but I wanted to be home and start training the horse I’ve been breaking in. He’s skittish and I don’t want anyone else working with him.”
“Coffee?” Mayven asks.
“Sure, I’ll make you a cup too,” Colt says and heads for the kitchen.
“No, I meant the horse. The one you’ve been breaking in, is he the coffee colored one? Because if that’s the case you came home a bit too late.”
Colt swings his gaze toward me. “Tell me he fucking didn’t. I told Enzo specifically not to fucking touch Toby.”
“He did. I walked out of the clubhouse in time to see Toby buck him off and he hightailed off the damn property because the gate was left open. If it wasn’t for your sister here, I’d probably still be chasing the damn horse.”
“Not the horse’s fault,” Colt grumbles. “I knew Enzo would try to take over, fucking prospect, thinking he can do anything. I’m telling you Enzo isn’t a damn animal person. He won’t be getting my vote any time soon.”
He turns on his heels and heads for the kitchen. I glance back at Mayven. Her eyes are set on the kitchen.
“Good thing he came home early,” I whisper.
“Yeah.” She gives me a small smile and winces right after. “Sorry about the whole balls on a platter conversation.”
“It’s kinda in the same line as our ‘not a one-time thing’ conversation.”
She snorts a laugh. “That was just as weird.”
The corner of my mouth twitches. “Totally.”
“You two,” Colt snaps, drawing our attention. “In the kitchen with me where I can keep an eye on you two.”
Mayven crosses her arms in front of her chest. “You’re kidding me, right?”
“Fuck, no.” Colt points at me. “His cock isn’t coming near you until I see a ring on your finger.”
“Colt!” Mayven gasps.
I can’t help but laugh. Colt narrows his eyes at me but I hold my hands palms up. “No wedding
