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“Don’t get smart with me!”
Sel wanted to roll his eyes, Dante could tell, and if he were him, he’d have done it and likely sparked the ire of his elder. As it was, Sel kept his eyes straight on Dante, unflinching. “I don’t know why you’re even angry.”
“I heard about you and the biker. That’s why.”
“What about him?”
Dante’s temper was reaching its pinnacle, and he knew his blood pressure would have Blaine lecturing him for hours. Trying to calm himself wasn’t an option, not with the smug face of his nephew glaring at him.
“Seriously, Uncle Dante, what about him? You’ve never fucked guys that were a little dangerous but hot? Are you trying to say that you were a virgin on your wedding night with Uncle Blaine?”
“Of course not, Selestino!”
“Then stop worrying! We’re fucking around, that’s it. Ask him! He’ll be glad to tell you!”
Dante saw the hurt in his eyes no matter how much he tried to play it off as defiance. That did it, and his temper and blood pressure plummeted. Sitting next to his nephew, Dante sighed, “Oh.”
“So, see? There’s nothing to worry about. We’re having some fun, that’s it. Just because we can get married now doesn’t mean all of us want to, you know.”
Dante knew he had to casually step out of the discussion. Whether Sel felt more than he was declaring or not, Dante suddenly realized he’d stepped into something that was none of his business. “I’m truly sorry, Sel. I thought that you’d fallen for him.”
Scoffing, Sel informed him, “That dirty fucking biker? How could I love anything about him?”
“Right. Well, I have a meeting. Go ahead and get back to the farmhouse.”
Sel got up without another word and left the trailer. It wasn’t a minute before he heard the SUV driving off and Blaine was coming through the door.
As soon as he sat next to Dante, he said, “Well?”
“They’ll be together forever.”
“Yeah. I know,” Blaine said with a chuckle. “What a ride they’re about to have.”
“God, I’m so glad we’re an old married couple. I don’t think I’d have the energy for new love any longer.”
“Remember that,” Blaine said as he kissed Dante on the cheek and got up to get them both drinks.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Indio spent another silent ride in the SUV back to the farmhouse, and Sel was out of the thing practically before he fully stopped. He smiled and shook his head, the irony of the entire thing not missing his attention.
Dinner that early evening was eaten on the porch, but Sel was surrounded by his posse, all of them whispering to each other while throwing looks his way the entire time. Once dinner was finished, he decided to go for a ride on his bike, though he wasn’t supposed to go alone.
Kirk was kneeling by his bike, adjusting the gas line. “You want to go for a ride?”
Kirk stood, brushing off his pants. “Sure.”
“Thanks.”
They rode to one of the lakes on the property, and as they dismounted, Indio took in the view of the sun in the west, slowly descending behind the far mountains, the light show in the sky taking a lot of his hurt and anger, but not all of it.
On the north side of the lake, there was a thick forest with dancing shadows from the sun’s setting, and the breeze coming off the lake cooled him considerably. Kirk stood next to him as they looked over the rippling water. “Pretty, ain’t it.”
“Was never this pretty anywhere I ever lived. Always city shit.”
“Yeah. I liked LA, but the older I get the more I crave this kind of life. Open, not a thousand people on every corner.”
Indio swallowed as the question formed in his head, but he knew he had to ask. “You and Mal…you guys get along good.”
