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“What about tonight?”
“You’re off tomorrow and I’ll be out of work around midnight. I can swing by your place on the way home, we can fill out the annulment paperwork, and then bang like bunnies afterwards.”
I smirk. “Is that right?”
“Well, we agreed we had to take advantage of this whole thing while we can, right?”
I nod. “In that case, you should probably pack a bag and stay the whole night.”
“Right.” She raises her eyebrows suggestively. “With the way our work schedules have been conflicting all week, we need to make up for lost time.”
“You make a good point.”
“I do, don’t I?” Charlee pulls her phone out of her pocket and looks at the screen. “Shit, I have to get going if I need to stop by my apartment first. I have to clock in, in an hour.”
I almost bend down to kiss her goodbye but I catch myself. “Have a good night at work, honey. Text me when you’re on your way.”
She gives me a thumbs up as she backs away. “I’ll need your address. Send it to me when you can.”
Right. My wife doesn’t know where I fucking live.
I pull out my phone and open a text window. “Doing it now.”
Charlee winks as the incoming message chimes on her phone. “See you tonight, Drew.”
I nod. “Tonight.”
“What’s happening tonight?” Riley asks.
Shit, how long has he been standing there?
I whip around to face him. I try gauging how much he heard by his expression but his poker face is strong. “Uh...nothing.”
Riley narrows his eyes. “I hope you know what you’re doing, Drew.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
He scoffs. “Sure you don’t.”
Shit liar, here. Remember?
I start pulling the chicken off the grill
and loading it onto the serving platter. “I’ve got it handled, Rye.”
“Really?” he challenges. “Because from the look of it, you’re trying to hook up with Brody’s sister. And we both know how he feels about that.”
“You’re with my sister,” I grumble.
He takes a swig from his beer. “That’s different. You and I weren’t friends first.”
Damn, I need to be careful here. Riley is a good guy and he’s about to become my brother-in-law. But Brody is also his best friend. I don’t want to drag Rye into the middle of this if at all possible.
I clear my throat. “Yeah, well...”
“Unca’ Drew!” My nephew, Nathan, comes bounding out the door.
Saved by the five-year-old. Perfect timing, little dude.
