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“That’s what I hear,” she said. “Though I’m glad you could join us at the Tigers’ game last weekend. Although, I heard a rumor that’s a bit concerning…”
“You wouldn’t happen to be talking about that little stunt he pulled last weekend, would you?” Leon asked as he approached us, sliding his arm around his wife’s waist.
“I was just about to bring it up,” Lena said.
“Bring what up?” I asked, though I knew where this line of questioning was headed.
“The rumors swirling around town that you’re now dating my daughter,” Leon said, storm clouds gathering in his green eyes, turning them from emerald to pine in a moment. “What do you have to say for yourself, Ryder?”
A zap of cold raced down my spine.
When Amara called me by my last name? It made me harder than a rock, made me want to fuck her for hours just to hear her chant it again and again as I buried my cock in her.
But when Leon said it?
I wanted to run as far as I could in the opposite direction, or drop to my knees and apologize profusely as long as it meant he wouldn’t punch my face in.
“We’re not dating,” I said at last, surprised by the evenness of my tone.
Technically, it wasn’t a lie. Weweren’tdating—in so many words. But over my dead body would either of us be with anyone else.
This severe possessiveness that had taken root in my chest where Amara was concerned was a new development, pretty much showing up around the time I’d first said the word “boyfriend.” I’d never experienced it before, which was yet another reason why I should’ve seen the signs that my relationship with Amie wasn’t destined to go the distance.
Leon blinked slowly as my words settled, and I could practically see the gears in his mind turning as he abruptly changed tack. “Well, good!” he boomed. “I may not be your boss anymore, but that warning I issued the day I offered you your job still stands.”
Stay the fuck away from my daughters.
Yeah…hate to break it to ya, Leon, but that ship has already sailed.
“Speaking of Amara, though,” I said as nonchalantly as I could. “Have you seen her? I need to…apologize for last weekend.”
“She was on the lawn playing corn hole with the girls last I saw,” Lena said, already turning away from me, presumably to top off her sangria.
With a nod to Leon, ignoring the way his eyes narrowed on me, I turned away from them. The patio and “lawn” beyond, which was really an endless expanse of green space that wouldn’t be out of place at some royal residence, were packed with people, including a lot of CD employees and their families. I pushed through the throng, craning my neck over the crowd to search for Amara’s dark head.
“Do you see her, girl?” I asked Skye quietly, and she perked up, nostrils flaring like she was trying to scent Amara in the crowd.
I was just about to break through the mass of people onto the grass when a hand grabbed my elbow and pulled me around.
“Cal!” Logan shouted, apparently already deep in his cups, as he hooked his hand into mine and pulled me in for a sloppy bro hug. “Good to see you, man.”
“You too,” I said, offering him a tight smile.
“What’ve you been up to?” Logan asked. “I haven’t seen you since Memorial Day!”
“You saw me last weekend,” I reminded him. When his dark blond brows drew together in confusion, I added, “At the Tigers game?”
“Oh, right!” he said with an over-loud laugh surely brought on by too much of whatever was in his cup, slapping a heavy—and sweaty—palm down on my shoulder.
Not that I could talk. My clothes were still sticky from my walk.
Finally noticing Skye, he knelt to her eye level and said, “And who is this beautiful creature?”
“This is Skye,” I said, chuckling as she licked Logan’s face.
“I have a Golden too,” he said. “Well, Chloe and I do, but I got him before we got together.”
“Really? How old.”
