I thought about it for a moment. “Why would anyone want to hurt the elderly?”
Dylan shrugged. “I don’t know, but I think we need to look into it.”
There was a knock on my door. I looked out the peephole and groaned. Wyatt stood on the other side. Jake and Asher had to stay with usdue to the fact that Roundup was popular enough to sell out all the hotels in town. Between Klamath and Lakeview, I’d spent two beautifully perfect nights with Jake. We talked and laughed, fucked like rabbits, and he held me as we slept. He and Asher had left earlier to grab us a proper breakfast and let us get ready in private. Things were going so well, and I wasn’t looking forward to him arrivingback to find Wyatt on our doorstep. I pulled open the door.
“Hey, Wy,” Dylan said, leaning over my shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“Thought I’d come give you two a ride. Figured Addison wouldn’t want to get her car dirty.”
“Well, that’s really sweet,” I said. “But I’m not overly concerned about my car, and I think Ash and Jake are coming with us this morning.”
Wyatt’s face fell, but herecovered quickly and pasted on a smile. “Okay, then.”
“Congratulations on your win last night,” I rushed to say. “You looked amazing.”
“Thanks, Addison. Good luck today. I’ll see you both there.”
I bit my lip and nodded. “Thanks.”
“’Bye, Wy,” Dylan said, and he drove away.
“I feel like a total bitch,” I admitted.
“Don’t. Wyatt doesn’t think that, so give yourself a break.”
I sighed. “It’sjust, he’s such a good guy...and really cute.”
“I know.” Dylan smiled. “But you have Jake, and Wyatt will be fine. Plus, we have a competition to win, so you need to get your head in the game.”
Before I could say anything further, Jake and Asher walked into the room. Jake frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I said. “I’ll tell you later.”
He raised an eyebrow and I shook my head. I was gladhe took my silence in stride and handed me a cup of coffee, kissing my temple as he gave me a brief hug. “I got you a bagel.”
“Thanks, honey.”
“Ash, let’s give them a minute,” Dylan suggested.
I smiled my thanks and waited for them to leave the room.
“Okay, what’s up?” Jake asked.
I sighed. “You have to promise not to freak out.”
“Telling me not to freak out makes me leery.”
“I think Ihurt Wyatt’s feelings and that makes me feel bad.”
Jake smiled. “I’m not going to freak out, baby.”
I relaxed and rolled my eyes. “With you, I’m never entirely sure which way you’ll go sometimes. Especially when it comes to a really good-looking man being interested in me.”
He crossed his arms. “What do you mean by ‘really good-looking man’?”
“Slow your roll, big man. He’s not you.”
“I’mjust messin’ with you.” He grinned, pulling me to him and kissing me thoroughly. “Mornin’.”
