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He slowly turned his head, looking over at Oz.
“When?” Trey asked.
“We’ll work out the details.” Oz steeled his features but looked over at her briefly. “And you will work out yours, Trey.”
Trey immediately stood, grasping her hand. She stood, staying close to his side, and she followed without any type of instruction. This was so out of character for him. Yet here they were, holding hands, with Trey pulling her close to his side for all eyes to see, and he didn’t even hesitate.
She tightened her hold and squeezed his hand, prepared to follow him to the elevator. Instead, he walked down the hall and into a room. Dahlia sucked in a breath when the woman sitting on the couch glanced up. Sloane’s shaky smile lasted only a few seconds before her gaze dropped down to Dahlia and Trey’s hands clasped. Sloane widened her eyes.
Trey released her hand, gesturing to the couch. Dahlia walked across the room, taking her seat next to Sloane. Neither woman uttered a word and continued staring at Trey. He reached into his chest pocket, pulling out his phone.
“Since Blade is unavailable, I’ll call Gunner to come pick up Sloane.”
Sloane groaned immediately. It seemed she wouldn’t escape the repercussions of their actions. Trey gave them his back, and Dahlia glanced over at Sloane, who was staring across the room, shaking her head.
Dahlia leaned closer, whispering, “Sorry.”
Sloane whipped her head and furrowed her brows. “For what?”
“Gunner is gonna be just as pissed as Blade. You know that, right?”
Sloane smirked with a slow nod. “Yeah, I know. But it was so much fun while it lasted.”
Leave it to Sloane Baxter to make light of a craptastic ending to the night. Dahlia laughed but immediately clamped her lips when Trey turned, scowling at them. She couldn’t hear everything he was saying, but she made out a few words when Trey raised his voice.
“Dahlia isn’t part of East. Therefore, she’s none of your concern.”
What?
“This is a courtesy, Gunner. You are welcome to come retrieve Sloane.” Trey paused, and his knuckles whitened, grasping the phone. “Only Sloane.”
Dahlia was so focused on Trey that she jumped slightly when Sloane nudged her knee. Dahlia turned to find Sloane smiling.
“You and Trey are together?” Sloane mouthed. “Like together, together?”
How was she supposed to answer her friend? Dahlia had agreed to keep the relationship between the two of them, but clearly, Trey had mentioned it to some of his people. Why can’t I? At this point, it was obvious, and denying anything was fruitless.
Dahlia shrugged and gave a small, subtle nod.
Sloane’s jaw dropped, and she grabbed Dahlia’s hand. “Oh my God, Dahlia! I knew there was something between you two. Just the way he got all possessive when he heard you were working at The Moon Bar.”
What?
“You two make the most beautiful couple!” Sloane grinned, tightening her grasp.
It was the sweetest sentiment. Unfortunately, it was rather loud and gained Trey’s attention. He jerked around, shoving his phone into his pocket, glaring at both of them.
“Gunner is on his way.”
Fuck!
Poor Sloane.
****
Trey rolled his shoulders and folded his arms, remaining silent in Oz’s spare office. Too much had gone down tonight, and he wasn’t in the right mindset to process it all. Certainly not until he got Dahlia alone. Trey knew exactly what Oz was referring to by his comment about working out his own details. There were aspects of his life, quite a few, that he’d never share with Dahlia. He couldn’t, for her own safety. But he’d made his decision to bring her in, and she had to know what that entailed.
But that would have to wait. For now.
