Brandon sighed. “The kid won't be doing anythin' dangerous, just a couple of runs here and there till he finds his feet among me circle.”
His 'circle' was his group of baby gangsters, how lads and girls started out in his world.
No!
“I don't want him to find his feet. How dare you do this!” I yelled.
My uncle pinched the bridge of his nose. “He came to me, not the other way around. If you want to be annoyed, be annoyed at the kid.”
I swung around and narrowed my eyes at Gavin who was leaning against the kitchen doorway. “I'm twenty-two, Keela. That's the same age as Dominic, Damien, and Bronagh. I'm not a kid.”
I felt sick—he had no idea what getting involved with my uncle meant.
“I'm tellin' your brothers,” I warned.
Gavin snorted, “So?”
He wasn't afraid?
His older brothers were big, and scary as hell when mad.
“Fine... I'll tell Aideen,” I snarled.
Gavin stood upright. “Don't you dare.”
Ha! I had him now.
“I am! I'm tellin' her!” I turned around and walked by my chuckling uncle.
I was about to call for Aideen when she walked down the stairs with Bronagh, Branna, and Alannah behind her.
Perfect timing.
“I need to talk to you!” I said to Aideen.
Bronagh leaned forward. “When are you goin' to the shops?” she whispered.
“Soon. I promise.”
Bronagh nodded her head as I grabbed Aideen's arm and lead her down the hallway.
“What's wrong?” she asked.
Gavin came up behind her. “Nothin', Keela is just stickin' her nose in places she shouldn't.”
The neck of the little bastard!
“I'm tryin' to stop you from makin' a mistake you little shite!”
Aideen turned and stared between her brother and me. “Talk. Now.”
Uh-oh.
Mama bear Aideen was rearing her head.
Her mother died giving birth to Gavin, and as the only daughter in the midst of four brothers and a father, she moulded into a mother figure in the household even though she was the second youngest. She took care of Gavin the most out of everyone in her family. He was the baby of the family and Aideen adored him.
“Go ahead, Gav,” I said. “Tell her about your new... job.”
Gavin growled at me, “You're such a fuckin' bitch.”
“Hey!” Aideen snapped and whacked him across the head. “Don't you speak to her like that.”
She turned to me then and said, “Tell me what's happenin'.”
“Gavin has entered me uncle's circle. He works for him now.”
Aideen stared at me for a long moment then turned to Gavin and began to slap the shite out of him.
“Damn it, Aideen!” Gavin shouted and tried to dodge away from her hands. “Stop!”
Aideen was shouting obscenities.
“You stupid little eejit! How could you? Do you understand what you have gotten yourself into?” she asked, her voice high.
Gavin grabbed her hands and stared down at her. “Yes, I do. I can handle this.”
“Brandon is a gangster!” Aideen cried, but kept her voice low.
Gavin sighed. “I'm aware of that, but he is also an honourable man.”
I snorted. “And how the hell would you know that?”
Gavin cut his eyes to me. “Because I hang around with Jason and have gotten to know him.”
A gasp came from behind Gavin so he looked over his shoulder and groaned. “Bronagh... let me explain.”
“You pal around with Jason? As in Jason Bane!” Bronagh asked, her eyes wide.
Gavin hung his head. “Yeah, he's a mate now.”
Bronagh lost her head.
“How can you be friends with Jason Bane? He was horrible to me in school, you know that!” she shouted.
“He fucked me over, you know that as well!” I growled reminding Gavin that Jason Bane was not favoured by us girls.
He was a wank stain.
“I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm not welcome here.”
No. Fucking. Way.
We all turned our attention to the doorway of my sitting room and gaped.
“Nice to see everyone, too,” the bastard himself smirked.
I didn't understand how or why he was here.
“You... get out. Right now!” I snapped.
Jason held his hands up in front of his chest. “Fine. I don't need to be told twice. I'll get me coat.”
He turned and walked into my sitting room as Brandon and Micah exited the room. Ryder, Nico, and Kane walked out of the kitchen and joined the rest of us in the hallway.
“I'm guessin' the party is over.” My uncle grinned.
I rolled my eyes. “Just leave. I'll talk to you later.”
My uncle chuckled, then walked over and kissed my forehead, before he nodded to everyone else and walked out of my house. Micah didn't look at me as she followed. Gavin walked out behind them and Aideen ran out after him shouting and demanding he listen to her.
I groaned, “Go, make sure she doesn't kill him.”
Bronagh, Branna and Alannah were already out the door, and the brothers were right behind them. I shook my head and went into my sitting room where I found Jason sitting on my sofa.
I saw red.
“Get. Out,” I snarled.
He stood and sighed. “We can't talk then?”
Talk?
“About bloody what?” I asked.
Jason shrugged. “You look good.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Don't you dare.”
“I can't say you look good?” Jason grinned.
“I don't know what game you're playin', but knock it off and leave.”
I was surprised when Jason closed the space between us and slid his hands around my waist. My reflexes weren't quick enough—scratch that they were worth shite because I froze as Jason kissed me.
He. Kissed. Me.
This bastard destroyed me three years ago, he was married to my cousin and now... now he fucking kissed me?
I saw no logic in that.
None.
I yanked my head back from Jason and screamed.
I don't know if I screamed words, or just made noise.
I tried to push away from him, but he was pulled from me with a force that caused me to stumble. I regained my footing and looked to Jason... who was being pulled away from me by a furious looking Alec.