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She darts a nervous glance at the three of us. “What? Did I do something wrong?” she asks.
“Naw, looks like you’re doing everything right,” Ravage says with a long, slow, creepy gawk.
She flashes a relieved smile. At least Rav’s pervy stare isn’t sending her screaming from the room.
“Jesus,” Bricks mutters, planting his face in his palm.
“Ravage.” I snap my fingers to get his attention. “Move out of the way.” I curl my fingers at Kyla again.
She takes a few tentative steps toward my desk.
“Everything okay?” I ask. “At home.”
“Oh!” A genuine smile flickers over her face. “Yes. I’m still staying at Willow’s, but it’s going great. She’s been super cool about everything.”
At least Willow can do one thing I asked. “Stan hasn’t bothered you anymore?”
Surprise widens her eyes. She really never figured out I paid her boyfriend a visit? That’s good. “No,” she answers. “I blocked him from everything, though. Deleted all my social media too.”
“Good. Glad to hear it.” I cock my head. It still might be better to get her out of the area. “You ever want to travel? See other clubs? We’ve got a place in Tennessee. They’re always looking for new talent.”
“Oh, I…don’t know if I want to start over new somewhere I don’t know anyone.”
I didn’t mean to make it sound like I was permanently banishing her. “Well, it’s always an option if you want. We’ve got other places too.”
“Thank you.”
“Rav, can you walk her out, please?” I ask.
He magically slips into professional mode, opening and holding the door for Kyla. “You got it.”
“Rav?” I call in a low voice before he steps out.
He turns to me with a raised eyebrow.
“Wait a sec out there. Make sure no one follows her or anything.”
“Yeah. No problem.”
Bricks shakes his head after they leave. “How is he a fuckin’ clown one minute and Mr. Manners the next? Gives me whiplash.”
“It’s a curse.”
“Don’t you mean gift?”
“No. I don’t.”
We both share a laugh.
“Shit, I’ve missed you, Dex,” he says. “Where the fuck you been hiding, lately?”
“Who’s hiding? I see you in church every week.”
“Yeah, but you haven’t stuck around afterward to bullshit with everyone. Been missing Thursday night dinners too.” He pauses and cocks his head. “Although maybeIneed to start skipping family dinner nights. I think that’s what’s giving Winter baby fever.”
I choke down my laughter and try to remain in supportive brother mode.
“I should kick Teller’s ass,” he continues.
