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Torch is nowhere in sight. Smart guy.
I nudge Jezzie’s elbow. “That’s one of my brothers. I want to introduce you.”
“Gee,” she says with exaggerated, wide eyes. “I never would’ve guessed, with the matching outfits and all, brother dear.”
“What crawled up your butt today?”
She blows out an annoyed breath. “Nothing. I’m hungry.”
“We’ll get some food in a minute.”
We stop in front of Dex and I grin at him. “Hey, happy campers. What’d my boy do now, Emily?”
“Boy.” She flashes an amused grin at me. “Isn’t he older than you?”
“So he says.” I pat Jezzie’s back. “This is my sister Jezzie. Jezzie, this is my brother Dex and his girl, Emily.”
Emily half-lunges forward like she’s going to hug Jezzie hello. My sister’s face must be in full prickly hedgehog mode, though. Emily stumbles and puts her arms down.
“It’s nice to meet you,” she says.
“Hi,” Jezzie says in a small voice. What is she, suddenly shy? She glances at Dex. “Club brother.”
I elbow her.
“My brother promised me food and race cars.” Jezzie lets out a dramatic sigh, as if she has the worst brother in the world. “Yet, I see neither.”
According to Dex, Emily’s used to dealing with her own little sister’s antics. Her face breaks into a big sisterly smile. “Food I can help you with. It’s around the corner,” Emily says.
“Thanks, Em,” I say. As soon as they’re out of earshot, I shove my hands in my pocket and rock back on my heels. “Whatcha been doing?” I ask in the most obnoxious way possible.
He blows out an irritated breath.
“Rooster told me to hurry up and get my ass here because you were ready to give some guy a beatdown.”
Dex rolls his eyes. “Rooster should mind his business.”
“I don’t know,” I sing in a high-pitched voice designed for maximum annoyingness. “You and Emily looked pretty intense. Someone try to rub up on your girl?”
“We’re always intense.” Dex turns toward the track. “Let’s go get some food. If you’re gonna be busting my balls, at least let me eat a burger while you’re doing it.”
We haven’t cleared the bleachers yet when Dex asks, “So you’re finally bringing your sister around to meet us?”
“Yes, I thought this would be better than having her at the clubhouse.” We’re on the asphalt that runs in front of the bleachers. Jezzie’s forgotten all about food. She’s talking to Griff and Remy, but she’s twirling a lock of her colorful hair around her finger, eyes locked on Remy like he’s the most fascinating thing she’s seen all day. Emily’s nowhere in sight. “That might’ve been a miscalculation.”
“I don’t think you have anything to worry about with Griff.”
“Hmph.”
I spend a few minutes bullshitting with Dex while keeping my eye on Jezzie smiling and laughing at whatever dumb shit Remy’s saying. Griff keeps looking over his shoulder, like he wants to bounce.
She’s an adult. She’s allowed to have friends.
Just not this friend.
“This motherfucker,” I growl as Remy flashes one of his panty-dropping smiles at my sister. I shove Dex out of my way and storm over the blacktop.
“No. No. Nope.” I slam my arm between Remy and Jezzie and chest-bump him back a few inches. “Not happening.”
