“There it is.” Keelan grinned down at me.
Wide-eyed, I looked at Colt again. “You thought I was about to go down on Keelan?”
He rubbed the back of his head. “Well…”
“You thought I would cheat on you?” I was crushed. I shouldn’t have been surprised. I had feelings for Keelan, and I’d acted on them once with a kiss. The damage had been done, and I’d lost their trust.
“What?” Colt asked, looking perplexed.
I looked down at the floor. If he and Creed couldn’t trust me, how was our relationship going to work?
“No, babe,” Colt said, taking a step toward me.
“What are you all doing in here?” Creed asked as he appeared in the doorway. “Keelan, did you forget that everyone is here to see you?” Creed’s gaze landed on me and his expression hardened. “What happened?”
“I’m guessing none of you have talked to her yet?” Knox asked, sounding pissed.
Creed’s anger evaporated and Colt looked…guilty?
Keelan shrugged at his older brother. “Don’t look at me. They’ve been hogging all her time.”
I looked around at all of them. “What?”
Knox cursed and moved toward me. “The three of you need to get your shit together,” he snapped as he grabbed me from under my arms and lifted me to my feet. “Come help me cook.” He didn’t leave me much choice. He ushered me from the room. “Don’t cry,” he said as we walked through the house.
I stopped walking in the dining room and spun around to face him. “I’m not going to cry. I just…I fucked up. I kissed Keelan and now they can’t trust me.” I wouldn’t cry for that.
His eyes bounced all over my face. “What would you do if that was the case?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I’d need some time.”
“For?”
“To come up with a game plan to earn their trust back.”
His brows rose.
“Is that what they’ve been meaning to talk to me about? What happened between Keelan and me?” I asked.
“What they want to talk to you about is between you and them.” Knox gestured toward the back door. “I need to get the grill set up.”
Before I could turn to go out back, the doorbell rang. Knox moved to go answer it, but I grabbed him by his shirt. “I’ll answer it.” I walked past him. “I’ll meet you outside,” I shot over my shoulder.
I opened the door to a very good-looking man standing outside. He towered over me with a hand braced on the door frame. He had raven hair and his eyes were covered by dark sunglasses. His bottom lip was pierced and the white T-shirt he wore looked a little snug against his muscled, tattooed arms. The gift he held in his hand looked dainty against his tattooed fingers.
“Hi, are you here for Keelan’s party?” I greeted.
He took off his sunglasses, revealing a familiar shade of aquamarine eyes. “I am. Who are you, gorgeous?”
I felt a body behind me before a grumbly voice said, “Off limits.”
The guy smirked at Knox over my head. “Oh, really?”
“I thought you said you weren’t going to make it,” Knox said.
“I said I’d do my best to make it,” the guy corrected. “We were down a mechanic at the shop, but we finally found someone to hire a few days ago.”
Knox nodded. “The price of being the boss. I’m glad you were able to come. It’s been too long.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “This is Shiloh.”
I held my hand out. “Hi.”
He gave me a charming smile that reminded me of Keelan’s and engulfed my hand with his tattooed one. “Micah. How did a sweet little thing like you end up with this mean bastard?”
“I said she’s off limits. Not that she’s mine,” Knox said.
“Keelan’s?” Micah asked.
“It doesn’t matter who she’s with,” Keelan said, coming up beside me. “She’s off limits, you womanizing fool.”
Knox pulled me back a step and Keelan squeezed by to hug Micah. Micah returned the hug with a big smile and loud pats on Keelan’s back. “Pot meet kettle, cousin,” he said to Keelan. “There have been times you showed me up when it came to picking up women.”
Keelan pulled away. “That’s because I’m prettier than you.”
Cousin? “I thought his eyes looked like Colt and Creed’s,” I blurted out loud.