“Okay, wait a second.” Lexi moves to stand in between us. “Let’s not?—”
“Relax,” Matty assures her, “I’m not going to hurt him.” He smirks. “I’ll save that for the game tomorrow.”
I chuckle. “It’s fine,” I tell Lexi. “I’m fine.”
She points at all the guys. “If you hurt him, I will not be happy.”
“He’ll be fine,” Zoe says, putting her hand in her daughter’s, “or else.” She looks at the guys and they slowly make their way out of the room. Lexi looks back over her shoulder at me, and I try to reassure her that it’s fine.
“What is all of this?” Matthew now asks. “And who is this guy?”
“This,” Viktor replies, “is her boyfriend.”
“Her boyfriend,” Max now adds, “since when?”
“Okay, this is all fun, and if I had more time, I would let him swing out here,” Matty says, “but I have to head back to the hotel for curfew.” All the guys look at him, including me. “Now it’s come to my attention”—he side-eyes me—“that Trent is a piece of shit even more than we thought.”
“What?” Viktor says.
“You heard about the NDA?” I ask Matty and now all eyes are on me and this should have been my sign to shut up. I should have just said forget it and looked away. I should have, but I didn’t. “I didn’t say anything.”
“Oh, yes, you fucking did,” Viktor snaps.
“Okay.” I put up my hands. “She’s going to be pissed about this.”
“She’ll survive,” Matty says. “Now, spit it out.”
“Okay, well, Trent offered her twelve million for her to sign an NDA.”
“Oh no, he didn’t,” Matthew seethes, taking out his phone.
“It gets a bit worse.”
“Does it?” Max asks, his stance widening as he glares at me and he folds his arms over his chest. “I don’t think so.”
“She turned it down. He came back with fifteen and she turned that down, and then he came back yesterday with twenty million.”
“What does her lawyer say?” Matty asks me.
“She’s pushing her to sign it, but she doesn’t want to.”
“Why isn’t Ryleigh handling this?” Matthew asks. “Until she calls her?—”
“She called her today,” Viktor tells the group. “She sent me a text, telling me she was going to take care of it.”
“Good. I don’t think her lawyer was looking out for her.”
“I’m going to call Casey.” Matthew makes a mention of someone he probably knows. “He’s going to get me everything we are going to need to bury him.” He walks out of the room.
“I don’t want to know what that even means,” I tell the men, who just look at me. “I’m going to have to go into that room, and she’s going to ask me what all this was about.”
“So what, don’t tell her,” Matty advises, his eyebrows pinched together.
“She was just with a man who lied to her for ten years, and you think I’m going to fuck myself over by lying to her too?” I shake my head. “No fucking way am I going to lose her to keep this a secret.”
“Jesus,” Matty groans.
“Yeah,” I agree. “I’m going to go find her before I hear something else and I have to tell her. I don’t know you guys, but from the tone it’s not something you guys are going to want her to hear.” I take a step to walk out of the room.
