Carley *Trigger warning- mentions of suicide*I climb up the stairs to the loft and get settled on the floor in front of an old leather couch the Chaos Boys brought up here with my twin brother Carson. This old hay loft is decorated with fairy lights streaming down from the rafters and around the railing and posts. There is a couch, a rug, two reclining chairs, a coffee table, several oversized bean bag chairs, tons of blankets, two mini refrigerators, a few small fans, and space heaters as well. The first thing I did before even unpacking when we arrived back was dust and clean up everything here in our sacred space. No one would bother us here and I was always free to be myself without a care in the world when I was up here with my boys. It was also a safe space for them to escape their tumultuous home lives. Mom didn't want to sell our house and land because it was paid for, so it sat empty while we were gone for over six years. It was exactly as we had left it too. The pastures
Carley "We had a drunken one-night-stand, " I say quickly holding my hands up in a placating gesture before they attempt to leave. "Hold on boys, before you go castrating him, we are just friends now. That one-night stand clarified that we work better as platonic friends. He is also living with us temporarily. Our mothers are a couple," I say and the guys relax back in their seats. "So you guys are basically step-siblings, " Weston states with an adorable confused look on his handsome face. "Pretty much, " I affirm with a shrug. "Besides he is in love with his childhood best friend. His three friends are in love with her too, but I've only ever met Jensen and JT. I've never met Carter because he didn't work at the ranch with us," I say. "What guys are currently outside with him now? The two you know?" Arson asks. "Yep. Jensen and JT are my casual sex partners," I chirp goading Arson in retaliation for his lunchtime debacle. I'm thankful Lachlan and Weston both dog pile on t
*Trigger warning. Mentions of child abuse.* Jase "Hey, Catcus! The guys say sorry they missed you and they'll see you next time. They didn't want to bother you since you had company. You good?" Storm's booming voice shouts up to Carley. "Yes Storm, I'm good. Thank you for letting me know," Carley shouts back down to him from our sacred space. I don't want him or any other up here in our sacred space surrounded by nothing but memories worth keeping. "I've got know what with the whole catcus thing! You keep avoiding the question so I need the story behind Catcus Carley," Lachlan asks. His curiosity will get him killed one of these days, but I also know he'll use this story as artistic inspiration. Carley blushes but finally gives Lachlan the story he has been craving to hear. "I fell into cactus when a snake spooked Loki. He went one way and I went the other into the cactus. It was my fault for not paying attention to my surroundings while riding. Being the only girl, it was
Jase I look up to find a frown on Carley's face while she examines the blood on her hand from where it was resting on my thigh. My jeans are soaked in blood. In hindsight, I should have changed the bandage before coming over. "It's nothing," I say now fully awake once again. Her brow creases and she tuts me under her breath. "This too much blood to be 'nothing' Jase Orion Alto." You know you're in trouble when someone addresses you by including your middle name. "Let me look at your thigh," she huffs at me. Her uncle is a doctor and she takes after him, always bandaging us up. I haven't met the man, but she looks up to him. 'I wouldn't mind her being our team medic.' I stand peeling my jeans off my legs until I'm standing in my boxer briefs and Kings of Death band tee. Carley grabs the medical kit we keep hidden up here. She takes out bandaged scissors to remove the bloody bandage wrapped around my thigh. With her kneeling in front of me, all I can think of is how g
Carley I'm in the kitchen setting out all the items Jase requested for him to cook since I took a shower and got ready for morning classes before he did. He is going to cook breakfast when he is done. I can't remember the last time I fell asleep so quickly. Jase's heartbeat is a much better sleeping aid than anything else I've tried. "Okay, sweetheart, I'm going to help you learn how to make breakfast burritos this morning," Jase stays pressing his body close to mine. Hand over hand, he has me mixing ingredients and cooking meat and eggs in a frying pan. He is a very hands-on instructor, which my body more than appreciates. The man is even showing me how to make tortillas from scratch. Storm walks in the backdoor from outside to see Jase and me spreading the dough. The tortilla dough. Get your mind out of the gutter. "Did he stay the night?" Storm asks gruffly. He sits at the kitchen table watching us closely. Instead of wearing a pearl snap shirt and straw cowboy hat like h
"This is weird," Storm mutters to me as he helps me clear the table. "Not really," I say grabbing a rag to wash the table. "The normalcy is nice." Storm sighs, "If you want normal I can have JT and Jen join us for meals." "Storm, that's what I..." "So who riding with this morning, babe?" Arson asks interrupting our hushed conversation while he put the dishes Jase hands him into the washing machine. "I bought my bike." Storm scoffs in disgust, "Of course, he rides a motorcycle." Arson chuckles instead of taking offense to his tone. " Yeah, well, it's all I got since Weston wrecked my car. I haven't found the time to work on rebuilding her yet." Thunder claps, and the sound of rainfall on the tin roof and window proceeds. Arson's smile fades away and his mouth hangs open in shock. Jase smirks. "Didn't check the weather this morning. Did you Ashley?" Jase taunts Arson. I let out a snort and giggle. Since middle school, whenever Arson would do something idiotic we would
Carley Lachlan and Weston are walking with me to the parking lot. We all decided to go somewhere for lunch today, so I have a man on either arm currently. "Do you have any afternoon classes today?" Lachlan asks and I shake my head no. "How about later when I drop Wes off to get his mom car so he can pick up his brothers, you and I go for a ride?" He asks walking up to a gunmetal grey car that is as sexy as Jase's. "Aren't you sweet, asshole?" Weston grumbles sarcastically giving Lachlan the middle finger. Lachlan flips him off in return and sticks his tongue out at his friend. I chuckle to myself, then beam at Lachlan. "Sounds great, Lock Bear!" I chirp excitedly eyeing his car. "Perfect, let's go then, Moon Bear. You'll have to ride in Wes's lap," Lachlan says before sliding into the driver's seat. I shrug my shoulders. "Fine with me. You good with it West Bear?" I ask Weston. He pulls me into his body. "Of course, baby girl," he purrs sliding a finger down the side of m
LachlanSeeing Carley in Weston’s lap again should be making me jealous, but no, it’s making my dick hard. I’m not Jase or Ransom, fighting to have her for myself. Although, I’m sure at this point Jase would choose us over Carley or choose Carley for the rest of us, even if he can’t have her. Jase never puts himself first. I wish he would at least once in his life.We drop Weston off at the house so he can get his car to go pick up his little brothers from school. While he is doing that, I’m going to take our girl for a ride in my car. A car that was custom-made and worth millions. Thanks to our job we all have amassed a small fortune.I take Carley to the drag racing track. I need to blow off a little steam, anyway. The night before school started, I told Jase not to go in on his own when we tracked down our mark. The rest of us were just minutes away. I swear Jase had a death wish that night, not wanting to deal with another year without Carley in our lives.I speed down the track o