Broken (Motorcycle Club Romance): Ryder and Sawyer 1 (Fallen Idols Motorcycle Club Book 3)

Author:Rylan, Savannah [Rylan, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-25T07:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

SAWYER

I set the table, and stood back, admiring my hard work.

“Mom, Cruz, dinner is ready,” I called, but neither answered.

I walked down the hallway, and stopped at Mom’s room. The door was shut, so I eased it open without knocking. Mom was curled up in her bed in a deep sleep. I didn’t want to wake her, so I closed the door. I’d set a plate aside for when she woke.

Cruz’s door was also shut, but I knocked, so he wouldn’t blow up on me like last time.

“What?” he called.

I hated talking through wood, but I was trying to get back on his good side. Try to remind him that we once got along. “Dinner’s ready.”

Cruz emerged, wearing his cut. He might not have physically looked like Dad, but draped in the club’s leather, that’s all I saw.

“I’m going out.” He brushed by me, not even bothering to make eye contact with me.

“What do you mean you’re going out? I’ve been cooking all afternoon, and you’re just going to take off?”

He shrugged with more arrogance than necessary. “I have a date. You should’ve asked.”

I narrowed my eyes, throwing his superiority back in his face. “I guess I assumed, if you had other plans, you would have told me when I started cooking.”

He didn’t step down, didn’t even waver. “I’m telling you now.”

The doorbell rang, and Cruz pushed passed me once more. Not ready to end this conversation, I followed behind him. He answered the door.

“Hey babe,” he said, and I watched as he leaned into a kiss. My little brother really was dating.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me?” I asked, walking closer to get a better look at the girl. Her pale blue eyes seemed familiar.

She tucked a brown strand behind her ear, and smiled. “You don’t remember me, do you?”

Once I heard the voice, it all came rushing back to me. She was a foot taller now, with new curves, and her cute baby face had transformed into a beautiful young woman. “Evie?”

“Oh my God!” I pulled her into a hug. “It’s so good to see you, sweetie.”

“You too.”

“You are not that ten year old little girl I used to babysit, that’s for sure.”

Evie turned to my brother, nudging his shoulder. “Cruz, why didn’t you tell me your sister was back?”

“Slipped my mind,” he shrugged.

“Something smells amazing.” Evie glanced toward the kitchen.

“I made sofrito bandido, our mom’s favorite. There’s plenty of food. Why don’t you two stay for dinner?”

Cruz’s lip twitched, ready to make up some lame excuse, when Evie beat him to the response. “We’d love to.”

Cruz stood just behind her, his shoulders slumped like a petulant child. He rolled his eyes as a scowl settled on his face. Evie turned back to him, but he quickly put on a fake smile. “You’re okay with that, right?” she asked him.

“Of course.” He rested his hand on her lower back, and guided her to the kitchen. As he walked passed me, he cast an angry glare, but I ignored it, and followed them in.

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