“Give me a few days.”
“Okay, Shawn. Thanks.” I hung up and leaned back in my chair with a satisfied smile.
“Major invasion of privacy,” Jaxon said, his tone one of caution. “He’s not going to like that.”
I shrugged and focused back on my screen. “I have an obligation to protect my sister.”
“No,” Melody rushed to say, which was odd. “You really don’t. I don’t care. Seriously. It’s all good.”
“You just called his friend an asshole because Doom couldn’t make it,” I pointed out.
“Technically, I told him to pass along the message to Doom,” Melody countered. “Call Shawn back and cancel your invasion of privacy thing.”
“No.”
“God! Why do you have to ruin everything?” she snapped, then huffed and stormed out of the room.
“I think you should listen to Melody,” Jaxon said. “You dig into information the Dogs haven’t offered freely, they won’t be happy.”
I rolled my eyes. “Are they criminals?”
“Not that anyone has ever been able to prove, no,” Jaxon said. “But that doesn’t mean they don’t have reach, and Doom’s not a man to mess with, Lyric.”
“No one will ever know what I find out, Jax, especially Doom. You don’t have to worry about me.”
He raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, babe. Said my piece.”
I forced a smile and hoped it appeared genuine. “I appreciate your concern, Jax. I really do. We had to rely on only each other for what felt like forever, so please don’t think I take your words lightly.”
“As long as you remember I’ve had your back for a long time and will continue to do so,” he said.
“We do, honey,” Harmony said, squeezing his knee.
I nodded in agreement.
* * *
A little over a week later, life had returned to my new normal. Harmony and Jaxon had returned home, Melody was on the first leg of her sold-out tour, and I was up and moving around a little more, but still on crutches and relying on Uber and coworkers to take me where I needed to go. I hated every second of it. I could notwaitto get this damn boot off.
I had promised Georgia I’d sit in on one of her other cases at trial this week, the case we had together had been granted a continuance due to my injury, and I was late to the courthouse on account of the fact that I hobbled everywhere right now, so I was not paying attention as I swung my way into the courthouse on Monday morning.
“Shit,” a deep voice ground out as I slammed into his hard body.
“Oh, my word, I’m sorry.”
“Lyric?”
Doom. I looked up and frowned. “What the hell happened to your face?”
He raised an eyebrow. “You should see the other guy.”
“Is this why you canceled your date with my sister?”
“Yeah. Sorry.”
He didn’t sound sorry in the least bit. “What happened?”
“You late for somethin’?”
