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My brother redirected his attention to me and Chrissy. "All right, ladies, I'm out of here. Enjoy your lunch and gossip." Leaning over, he kissed me on the cheek, then unfolded himself from the booth.
When he walked away, I noticed his eyes back on the girl sitting alone a few booths over.
"See you later, Finn!" I called out.
Returning to our lunch, Chrissy and I ate in silence for a few minutes until I could tell Chrissy was dying to say something. When I finished chewing a bite of the burger, I stared at her.
"What?"
"Now that you're officially with Ryan and you've been staying at his house, are you going to move in?"
Surprised by the question, I snatched an onion ring from my plate and took a bite, allowing me some time to answer. My silence made Chrissy concerned.
"Kenna, what's wrong? Are you and Ryan not working out?"
"No, everything is fine, at least I think it is. Ryan is amazing, but I don't know. This last week he’s been quiet and a little distant," I answered honestly, hoping Chrissy could put my worries at ease.
Before Chrissy could respond, my phone started to ring. I wiped my greasy hands on a napkin and quickly grabbed my phone from the table. I glanced up at Chrissy. "I think this is the DA."
Chrissy immediately responded, "Answer it."
As I swiped the phone and brought it to my ear, I saw Chrissy waving the waitress down for our check.
"Hi, this is the DA who reviewed your case," the man on the other end of the phone said.
As I listened, I watched Chrissy throw money onto the table and slide out of the booth, signaling for me to do the same.
Together, we walked out of the diner. With the phone still pressed to my ear, I listened to the man speak.
We both walked over and waited outside Chrissy's car as the conversation wrapped up.
With a sigh, I ended the call.
“Well?” Chrissy asked. "What's happening?"
I looked at her and then over at the gym across the street. "We need to go to the gym and talk to Ryan, Conor, and Finn."
It didn’t take long to get to Micky’s gym. Once there, Chrissy grabbed hold of my hand, and we walked across the street to the gym. As we entered, the front desk was empty, but the main room was crowded with people lifting. We made our way to the next room and saw Finn outside the octagon, yelling directions to Conor and Ryan, who were grappling in the center of the mat.
"Ryan, head back,” Finn was yelling. “Get your arm out of there before he has it trapped."
Chrissy let go of my hand, and I stayed frozen in place, watching Chrissy walk over to Finn. I couldn't hear what was said, but I saw Finn look back at me.
"Guys,” Finn shouted. “Break!"
Both Conor and Ryan dropped to the mat, taking a few breaths. I took a few steps forward. Conor and Ryan jumped to their feet as soon as they saw me. Ryan was out of the octagon and in front of me in seconds.
His wrapped hands on either side of my cheeks. "Baby, what's going on?"
Conor and Finn were right beside him, Conor standing tall and scary, Finn calm as he usually was.
"I got a call from the DA." I looked at the three giant men in front of me. "There is good news and bad news."
"Fuck, Micky, hit us with it," Finn stated.
"Good news: there are no charges against me for stabbing Brad. The bad news . . ." I stopped and looked at them. "You guys need to hold it together, okay?"
"Spit it out, Mick," Conor seethed.
