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“You’ve got us,” she said, looking me right in the eyes. “If you need a wingman, I’m your girl. I’ll help get you laid and help you find a place when you’re ready. I’ll even watch sports with you, even though I hate everything other than hockey and MMA.”

I snorted a laugh, which made her sad lips turn into a small smile.

“I appreciate that,” I told her, pressing my palm to her cheek now. “But I’m ok. I don’t need a wingman. I can get laid all by myself. As for sports, what other real sports are there other than hockey and MMA?”

She snorted a laugh, legit making snot burst out of her nose, which made her cheeks flame with embarrassment.

I laughed too while she hurried away to the bathroom to get away from me.

That girl was too much.

And fucking everything.

Chapter 6

Freya

“I’m heading out to go see the Aviators,” Dad said, just finally coming out of his office after spending his Saturday morning working.

“Who’re the Aviators?” Ashton asked, lounging on the family room couch, watching some car builder on YouTube.

“It’s Vegas’s baseball team!” Dad sounded affronted by Ashton’s lack of knowledge on the subject.

Ashton cringed.

“Oh, shit, that’s a real shame. I’m doing some house hunting today at exactly that same time.”

I couldn’t help the snort that popped out of my mouth which made both men turn my way.

“Oh yeah,” I agreed, seeing an opportunity in front of me. “Ash agreed to take me along with him. Maybe I can find a place too while we’re out.”

Dad scowled, then turned back to Ash.

“House hunting?” he demanded.

Ashton nodded.

“Well, yeah. Since I’m not going back and living on the base, I’ve got to go somewhere. I’ve put you all out long enough.”

“Nobody’s putting anyone out,” Dad insisted, but Ashton shook his head.

“It’s time to give you your office back, Tommy. I don’t know how long it’ll take to find a place, but I’ve got to start looking around.”

Dad just sighed and frowned.

“I don’t like it.”

“I can appreciate that, but I really don’t give a fuck what you like,” Ash answered, sitting forward like he was going to get up.

“Well, maybe I should go with you,” my father started, but Ashton put his hands out in denial.

“Nope. It’s bad enough that I’ve got this one following me around today. You go to your game. Maybe Karma wants to go with you.”

Dad rolled his eyes and raspberried.

“Karma wouldn’t even go to a baseball game if I begged.”

“I know the feeling,” Ash finally got up and dodged Dad as he tried to slap him on the back of his head.

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