Nora’s hands still as she stares in shock. Then, exhales. “Well, shit, Little Styxs?—,”
“Don’t call me that.” Camille’s tone is sharp.
Respect bleeds into Nora’s expression. “Alright. Fair. If someone ever called me Little Hex, I’d throat punch them.”
That gets Camille to ease up. She even grins. Then her expression gets serious. “I know you’re wondering, but I have nothing to do with them. I’ve never even spoken to a Black Feral member before.”
“Okay,” Nora says, waiting for the rest of it.
Camille glances my way, hesitating. “Brian, my ex. He fucked around with them. He also doesn’t accept, ‘No, we’re over’ as an answer.”
My hands ball into fists. Camille watches them clench.
“How long ago did you guys break up?” Nora asks, disinfecting all of Camille’s wounds.
“Over four years ago.”
Nora’s head pops up. “The fuck?”
I need to pace. I walk over to the back of my desk and do just that, making a list of the assholes I’m going to hunt down and make pay. Slowly. Painfully.
“Last year of college, we started dating,” Camille begins.
“We dated for a year. I found out he was messing around with drugs.” She shakes her head. “What’s worse is that Drew warned me. He noticed the signs before I did.” She sighs. “One day, I’m going to have to tell the dick he was right.”
Nora chuckles. “Hell no. Avoid that for as long as you can. Hex and Styx are cut from the same cloth. Those two fuckers would hold that over our heads for life.”
Camille laughs. “You’re right. I’ll keep that one close to my pocket.”
“Freaking older, protective brothers,” Nora mumbles.
“For real,” Camille joins in the sentiment.
“Whoa,” I step in to defend.
“Uh uh, little Hunter,” Nora calls out. I glare at the stupid nickname she loves to annoy me with. “You and your twin are the babies. Can’t talk.”
“I was practically another older brother to her growing up,” I point out.
“West, I never saw you as another brother. Don’t kid yourself,” Camille strikes back and I lay my hand over my chest.
“That hurts, Nyx.”
She laughs, which was exactly what I wanted. “I doubt that. You were too busy being Drew’s wingman. Don’t for a second think I didn’t know what you two were up to most weekends.”
“Nothing that kept us or would ever keep us from looking out for you,” I tell her because it’s true.
Sure, Styx took overprotective brother to another level, but I cared too. I helped him keep stupid teen boys away. Especially the adult ones who had no qualms about trying to mess with a teenager. Granted, by sixteen, she hardly looked her age, which was the problem. We had to step up our game.
“Well, I’m not a kid. Haven’t been one for some time now. Mind telling the bro he can ease up on that shit?”
Nora scoffs. “Good luck. I’m thirty and that shit is wired tight in Hex’s personality.”
Camille leans back. “Great. So, even at twenty-six, there’s no luck at avoiding being cock-blocked.”
“Stay away from all cocks,” I turn sharply and demand. Half-joking.
She laughs. “Look, I tried the other. Unfortunately, I’m hetero to a fault.”
