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Tyler pulls up his phone, wincing. “It’s in Chicago in two days, and I don’t know where they’ll want to meet her. I just hope they’re willing to work with her schedule. If we need to, I’ll tell the label to cancel it.” He shrugs. “I’m not telling her or you guys to perform when this is going on.”
“You’re a good man,” I sigh. I can hear the sound of water running from the shower, and I listen carefully for signs of crying. Not hearing anything except for Layla moving around, I blow a breath. “She said she wanted to talk to her sister and call this person who’s ransoming her uncle. Which order should this be done?”
“Lennon first,” he says, pulling out his phone to text someone. “My best friend is married to someone who works for the government, I guess Special Forces is the best way to describe it. I think he should be on the call to see if he can help.”
“Fucking super heroes,” I snort. “What kind of family is this anyway?”
“The best,” Tyler says with a smirk. “Greg is married to my friend, Tori, and I think he’ll be able to assist in this. I would be surprised if Lennon hasn’t already reached out to him, since they’re neighbors.”
The water switches off, making me turn. “Hey,” Tyler says softly, leaning forward. At some point in our conversation, he managed to pull on a pair of sweatpants, and I let myself notice the expanse of tanned, caramel skin.
No wonder Layla is all over that. “She’s not going to break, you know? Lay is going to bounce back and be fine, just give her time to process. She’s really close to her uncle.”
I could tell they were from the way they interacted with each other, and I nod absently, turning to find Layla wrapped in a towel. Biting her lip, she walks into the room slowly. Her hair is wet, and I have to admit that she looks stunning.
“Let’s get you dressed before you fall on my cock again,” I tease her. Tyler pulls a couple of things out of her bag, and again I find myself envious of how easy it is for him to take care of her.
Tyler hands me the shirt, pulling the towel from her.
“I can get dressed,” she giggles as I help her into a long-sleeved shirt. Tyler dresses her in leggings and socks, and she’sunder the covers before she can complain anymore with her phone in her lap.
“Just because you can do it, doesn’t mean we don’t want to help,” I tell her. “Besides I got to brush past your breast. If there’s a chance of that, I’ll take it every time.”
My words, though silly and immature, make her lips twitch.
“Here we go,” she sighs, opening her phone to call her sister and putting it on speaker.
“Hey, I was just about to call you,”Lennon says, blowing out a breath.“I have less than stellar news about Uncle Jordan.”
“I just found out he’s been kidnapped and is being held for ransom,” Layla says, wrapping her arm around herself. Tyler sits on the edge of the bed, his eyes on her. “The person who has him wants me as part of his return.”
“Wait no!”Lennon yells.“I was going to tell you that he’s been taken by Seán O’Brien, who is known to be a miserable bastard. Mila is his niece, though, so I’m not surprised the bitch would have mentioned you to him. Is there any way we can get him back without you seeing him?”
“I don’t think so. I am the ransom,” Layla explains. “The ransom sent toMusic Horde Recordssaid he wanted to meet the girl who helped cover up a murder without hesitation.”
“Fuck,”Lennon sighs.“I don’t want you to go, but it doesn’t sound like there’s any other way to get Jordan out. He just went to the bar?”
“Yeah, but I wouldn’t be surprised if something happened while he was there. The bar was kind of sketchy,” Layla explains. “I got the call from Tyler’s friends who are working for the label.”
“Good, you’re with Tyler?”Lennon asks. She sounds worried, and I feel as if I would like her.
“Yes, and Draven,” Layla says immediately. My lips curl as I appreciate how she didn’t try to keep me a secret. Of course, I amstaying in the same hotel room, so it makes sense that I would be with her.
My mind goes down a rabbit hole of what ifs, but before I can go too far, Layla links her fingers in mine, leaning against me.
“Draven,”Lennon says to me, making me blink.
“Yes?” I ask.
“Are we going to have issues because you’re being a dick like your friends?”she asks.
Rolling my eyes, I scoff. “I’m an adult, I make my own decisions, thank you. While I think Atlas and Mav were premature in their actions, they’re realizing the little chick is not a pushover. She dropped Mav on his ass today after our show.”
“Little chick?”asks a deeper voice.“What the fuck is going on in Cleveland?”
“Roark,” Layla giggles. “Hi, big guy. I’m fine, I swear.”
“Aye, I’ll believe that when I see ya. I don’t really care for you being bait, Lay,”Roark grumbles. I can tell that he loves her too, and I kiss her forehead when she lays her head on my shoulder.
