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That has me missing my next shot. “Shilo?”
“The one and only,” he chuckles, pulling off his shirt to wipe at the sweat on his face. “And that barista from downstairs, KC. I guess he and Shilo have hit it off.”
My grip tightens on the ball until my knuckles ache. I’ve noticed they’ve been getting chatty, but hitting it off? I didn’t know they were that close. KC can get super handsy, and the thought of him touching Shilo just…well, it makes me want to break something.
The ball flies out of my hands as Declan smacks it away. “No.”
“No, what?”
He gets in my face, finger jabbed into my chest. “You leave that boy alone, Ry. He needs friends his own age.”
“Christ, you make it sound like we’re old men,” I growl, shoving him back. “He’s a legal adult.”
“I know that look on your face, and I’m telling you that nothing good can come from this,“ Dec warns, narrowing his eyes at me. “He’s your subordinate.”
“Pot, meet fucking kettle. How many of our employees have you slept with?”
He smacks his lips. “None since I started dating Paige, thank you very much.”
“Between you and Dad, we might as well send out a monthly NDA with the company newsletter, I swear.”
“Hey, the horndog bug bit us both, or did you forget that I know about your weekend sexcapades downtown?”
“Just tell me what club you’re going to,” I sigh in frustration, eyes aimed at the beamed ceiling.
Declan purses his lips stubbornly. “No.”
Fine. I throw him a glare and pull out my phone, thumbing a text to KC.
Me:
What club are you and Shilo going to tonight?
His response is almost immediate.
KC:
Well, hello Ry. Long time no text. I’ve missed you.
Me:
The club, KC.
KC:
I love it when you’re bossy. We’re going to Kintsugi, they’re having a costume party.
Kintsugi. Not my usual scene, but I’ve been there. They have a VIP section, themed drinks, and a decent-sized dance floor. Not that I usually go there for dancing—unless we’re counting the horizontal kind.
Me:
What are you wearing?
KC:
Right now? Nothing. Wanna see? ;)
Heaving a sigh, I ignore him and shove my phone back into my shorts pocket. We were only together a handful of times, but even though I ended it months ago, KC’s still pushing. I should’ve known better.
