come by? I’d love to spend time.
Me: 100% I’ll hit you up in the am. Night xx
Cindy: X
I decided to text Chance and let him know the broody alpha wouldn’t be home tonight and we’d see him sometime mid-morning.
I put my phone back into the drawer and decided to focus on the family in front of me. My family…
My phone buzzed with a message from Gia.
The broody alpha refuses to leave. So, the house is yours. See you sometime mid-morning. Xx
I pulled past the media circus out front, only to see Ender’s car in the driveway. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why he was here. Which, set up a real nice possibility for a reenactment of last night’s fun. My heart leapt at the prospect and so did my dick. I smiled, exited the car, and prayed like hell Michael hadn’t left for the evening, leaving me with these two life-like Barbie dolls. I walked in, setting my keys on the hallway table, and followed my nose to the kitchen. I was more than thrilled to see Michael and Jessie working on different sides of the kitchen stove.
“What’s up, man?” Ender got up from his chair to shake my hand. “How are they?”
“Believe it or not…stronger by the minute,” I answered while watching Michael cook. He hasn’t acknowledged my presence yet. Not even a nod. Nothing. “They say blood is thicker than water. That doesn’t apply with those two. I wouldn’t at all be surprised if someone resurrected a monument of the two of them.”
We laughed and Jessie smiled. Not one to add to a conversation before now. “I hope to find what they have some day. I’ve read about that kind of all-consuming love, but I’ve never seen it or experienced it.” She glanced at Ender quickly, and then continued to sauté vegetables.
I raised an eyebrow, interested at Ender’s reaction. Angry. Interesting, I thought.
“Are you staying for dinner, Ender?” I asked, being polite, but more because I’m a selfish prick who wanted him gone. I poured some iced-tea and waited for the response I knew was coming.
“Nah, but thanks, bro. I’m taking the lady out for dinner,” he said, checking his watch. All I focused on was out. However, I did find one thing curious.
“Where’s Jake?” I asked, taking a sip of my cold tea. My eyes shifted from Jessie to Ender, who were playing eye-tennis. Then, of course, to Michael, whose back still remained to me. Fucker.
Ender answered smoothly. “We’re meeting up with him.”
I call bullshit.
“It’s a shame you can’t stay. Look at this gorgeous feast Michael and Jessie prepared.” I lied. No fucking way were they staying. Ender had no interest in food—it was Jessie he wanted to devour.
She removed the skillet from the flame and plated it in a bone colored tureen. Then she carried it to the outside table. I leaned forward, curious at who’d be sitting at the alpha’s table. It was set for two. However, the linen was changed from pale blue to white. Interesting. Could the chef be bold enough to plan a private dinner for two? Most men were put off by the fact that I was Abel’s assistant. Most rockers were known to be bisexual. Of course, Abel wasn’t. In fact, he was a bit homophobic if anything. However, it didn’t matter. Men were as jealous as women when it came to relationships.
Jessie removed her apron and threw it in the laundry basket. “See you tomorrow, Michael,” she said and then turned to me. “Enjoy your dinner.”
Michael turned away from whatever the fuck he was preparing. Finally. “Abel, Gia, and the baby will be home tomorrow. Expect to stay a little later…” He wiped his hands on his apron.
Abel already called him.
“Sure thing,” she replied, grabbing her bag. Ender’s hand immediately found her waist.
I waited for the slam of the door before addressing Michael. “Are we back to acting like strangers?”
He turned, frowning at me. “I’m working, and last time I checked, strangers don’t dine together.”
So, we’re dining. He had a set of balls. “And if Abel walked in when we were dining?” I asked, waiting for his response.
He smiled and it made my blood pump faster. “I already asked. I’d never just assume. He said it was fine.” He raised his hands toward the meal on the stove. “As you can plainly see by the food I cooked.”
My breath caught, and it was the first time I was actually speechless. He asked Abel. Jesus fuck, that’s