Read Online #Heart (Hashtag #6) by Cambria Hebert - Free Book Online Page B

live there anymore, but it would always be his place to me) and parked the truck right beside the Hellcat. It had been running shitty lately. I knew it was because of the sugar Zach poured in the gas tank. It didn’t matter that I’d taken all the lines out and flushed them, made sure everything was clean. It just wasn’t the same.
    I curled my lip in disgust. The guy was dead, yet he was still causing trouble.
    The slamming of a nearby car door caught my attention, and I looked up. Romeo had been sitting in the Cat, waiting.
    “What the hell you doing out here?” I walked to the back of his car where he met me on the pavement.
    “Waiting for you.”
    “You couldn’t do that in the house?”
    The tension between us was palpable. The easy way we always had with each other was there, but it was overshadowed by a conversation we’d yet to have.
    “I wanted to talk to you. Alone,” Romeo replied.
    “Yeah,” I said, feeling my hackles rise. “I want to talk to you, too.”
    Romeo’s eyes narrowed. “You got an issue?”
    “Apparently, we both do.”
    The door to the house opened, and Rome’s mom stuck her head outside. “What are you boys doing out here in the cold?” she called.
    Whatever was bothering Romeo seemed to drain right out of him. The air around us seemed to clear some, aside from the irritation I was projecting.
    “Coming!” Romeo yelled.
    He turned back to me. “Look, let’s do this first,” he said, motioning toward the house. “We can talk after.”
    I shrugged and started past him.
    “B.”
    I stopped but didn’t turn around.
    “I didn’t mean to make it seem like I was sitting out here just waiting for a fight. I’m not. I just wanted to talk.”
    “You want to tell me why you kissed my girl this morning in the kitchen?” I asked, swinging around to face him.
    Fucker actually suppressed a smile. “Someone’s jealous.”
    “Fuck you,” I spat.
    A chuckle slipped from between his lips, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Frankly, I’m offended,” he said mildly. “You know I’m engaged.”
    “You and I both know if I thought that little kiss and nickname you pulled on my girl this morning was anything other than brotherly love, I’d be pounding your ass right now.” I couldn’t stop the half smile from forcing the corners of my mouth upward.
    “Now you know how I feel when I see you with Rim.”
    I felt my eyes narrow. “That was some kind of payback? A lesson? You’re my bro, man, but not even you can treat Ivy like some weapon.”
    Romeo rubbed a hand over his head and swore. “Fuck, you’re prickly today.”
    I just stared him down. Yeah. Maybe I was being an asshole. I didn’t much feel like being any other way right now.
    He sighed. “I just thought Ivy could use a little extra… support this morning. That’s what family’s for.”
    Concern delivered a swift uppercut to my asshole nature. “Why? Something wrong with her?” I pulled my phone out of my jeans, thinking about calling her.
    Romeo stepped forward and put his hand over my phone, pushing the screen down. “She’s fine. I talked to her early this morning.”
    And then I understood. She wasn’t in bed when I woke up. She’d been with him. “She told you.” The words sounded hollow to my own ears. Shame burned the back of my neck.
    “She didn’t tell me anything.” Rome corrected, his voice a little harder, like he really wanted me to listen. “We just had a conversation.”
    “Roman Anderson, Braeden James!” Moms yelled across the yard. “Your father is waiting!”
    “Aww, shit,” I drawled, smiling. “She’s pulling out middle names. She means business.”
    Romeo laughed. “Come on. If we don’t listen, you know she’ll find some way to punish us.”
    “Grown-ass men and we’re still being bossed by our mothers,” I said, forlorn.
    We walked toward the house, side by side. I definitely didn’t feel as on guard as I did just minutes ago. If anything, I felt a little