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Another message appears.
Lincoln: Wait … Kayla, Kayla?
He grins. “Oh, this is about to get good.”
My phone buzzes again.
Colton: He’s in trouble.
Another message appears.
Roman: Didn’t that girl roast him in a bar for, like, ten minutes?
Dean laughs. “They remember.”
Colton: She called him not hero material.
Walker: Which is objectively hilarious.
Dean glances at me. “You’ve met your match.”
I set the phone back on the desk. “She’s Melissa’s friend.”
“Who now lives in your penthouse.”
“Temporarily.”
Dean gestures toward the phone. “You should see what they’re saying.”
“I can imagine.”
Another buzz.
Dean reads the screen over my shoulder. “Oh, this one’s my favorite.”
Colton: You know, with Kayla living there, Sawyer is getting verbally attacked before breakfast.
Dean nods approvingly. “Accurate.”
“She asked me questions about my life for fifteen minutes,” I admit.
“That’s called curiosity,” he replies with a smirk on his face.
“That’s called interrogation.”
Dean pockets his phone. “So,” he says, clearly entertained, “how is living with the woman who told you you’d never be a romance hero?”
Before I can even form a thought, I glance at the phone again as another message pops up.
Roman: Someone check on Sawyer.
Lincoln: He’s not built for that level of personality.
Dean laughs again. “I’m looking forward to meeting her again.”
“That seems unnecessary.”