She giggled and ran back to Rosalie and me before telling us she needed to go get Mr. Rufus. She rushed out of the room after Cole left, leaving us with E and Enzo, who had been quiet the entire time.
“E, how are you?” Ryder asked to break the silence.
“I’m well,” E replied. “How did you sleep on our couch?”
“Well, I actually had a very interesting night,” Ryder started. I frowned and looked at him. I knew that tone. He was about to tell some hard truths. Even Rosalie frowned at him.
Enzo sat forward. “Fucking don’t.”
“Don’t?” Ryder raised his brows. “Don’t tell that you brought someone home to fuck last night?”
Rosalie stiffened on my lap and snapped her attention to Enzo, who cast her a quick look before his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“What’s he talking about?” E asked.
I looked over to see Ryder smirking. Leave it to him to stir the pot.
“It’s nothing. I had a little too much to drink last night. Jade came back here with me.”
A look of distaste washed over E’s face. “Man…”
“She didn’t stay. Nothing happened.” Enzo glanced at Rosalie quickly before he looked at his hands. “I went to bed, and she went home.”
“After Cole broke her arm,” Ryder said.
“What?” Rosalie demanded.
“Red, he was pretty pissed over the ice cream incident.”
“What ice cream incident?” I asked.
“The one where Enzo’s girlfriend purposely pushed Rosalie’s ice cream onto her chest and made a mess,” Ryder said. “I came out to find her being a complete fucking bitch to Rosalie. You need to vet your women, De Luca.”
“What?” Enzo said, frowning as he stared at Ryder. “What did Jade do?”
Ryder shrugged. “Ask Rosalie.”
Enzo looked over at Rosalie. “What happened?”
“It’s nothing,” she mumbled.
“It’s something. Cole broke her fucking arm over it,” Enzo snapped. “Fucking tell me, Rosalie.”
“Watch your fucking tone with her,” I said, sliding Rosalie off my lap in case I needed to knock the prick down a peg or two.
Enzo breathed out. “I only want to know what happened.”
“She just doesn’t like me. Said she saw our-our… um, tape,” Rosalie mumbled. “She wasn’t very nice, but please, I don’t want to cause problems?—”
“Cole broke her arm?” Enzo looked back at Ryder, who nodded.
Enzo got to his feet. “Excuse me. I need to make some calls.” He left the room, presumably to go to his office.
“I’m sorry, Rosalie,” E said, genuinely sounding it. “If it helps, Cole and I don’t really like her either. Which is why I’m not surprised he broke her arm. She’s lucky it wasn’t her neck.”
“Funny you should say that because that’s what he told her,” Ryder said thoughtfully.
E nodded grimly. “Yeah. I’m sorry you had to deal with that, Rosalie. That’s unacceptable. If I were here, I’d have handled it.”
