Page 70 of Reckless With You

“Um, you had sex face,” Erin said.

“Hey. Stop talking about sex and my face at the same time. It’s weird.”

“Don’t change the subject,” Zoey said. “You and Tucker are sleeping together. Therefore, the relationship is real. Right?”

I played with my fingers, shrugging.

“It’s not real-real. But it’s not fake. We called it beard sex.”

“I really don’t want to know what kind of kinky shit you guys get into,” Zoey said with a laugh.

“Oh, stop it. I called him my beard. My fake date,” I added.

“Oh, that’s great. When you finally tell Devin, you’re going to have to mention that. He’ll find that part funny,” Erin said.

“Wait, so my brothers still think it’s real?” I asked, worried.

Erin gave me a sad smile. “I don’t know. We talked about the fact that he thought you and Tucker would be good for each other, but I didn’t mention that I figured you might be lying, and he didn’t either. I do not lie to the love of my life. So, you better tell him quickly. That way, I can continue not lying to the love of my life. Okay?”

I nodded. “Yes. As soon as I see them next.”

Zoey raised a brow.

“Okay. Tonight. Tonight, I will tell my brothers exactly what’s going on with Tucker and me. Not that I know exactly what’s going on with us. But I will tell them the truth.”

“And then you’ll figure out what’s going on between you and Tucker?” Zoey asked.

“If I knew the answer to that, maybe I wouldn’t feel like I was drowning in my own thoughts and lies.”

The girls helped me work a bit more, and then they left, mostly to go do their own work. But I had a feeling that I’d have to meet my brothers soon and tell them the truth. The problem was, I had no idea what I was going to say.

I felt like I needed to be punished a bit more than I had been, considering that I had been lying to their faces. Just because they hadn’t believed me, didn’t mean I wasn’t lying.

“Knock knock,” Tucker said as he walked into my greenhouse. He looked over at me and grinned. “You look gross,” he said, and I flipped him off.

“Thanks, asshole.”

“Hey, it’s hot in here. You’re all sweaty and covered in dirt. I kind of like it.”

“You’re weird. I did not realize you had that kink.”

“I didn’t either. Good to know, right?”

“So, the girls know.”

Tucker nodded as he leaned against the post.

“They know about the beard thing.”

“About your kink?” he asked, and I growled.

“Why did you use the word kink? Why is everyone calling it kink? It’s a fake relationship.”

“It’s just really fun to saykink, and it’s even more fun to watch you get all flustered about it.”

“You’re so mean.”

“I am not. Would someone mean come here to help you with whatever you’re doing in here?”