I bark a laugh. “That’s one way to look at it.”
“Alessa,” Shawna says softly from the door. It took Les getting kidnapped for her to stop calling her ma’am. “Mr. Venchelli is here.”
Les frowns, then her eyes widen when she realizes it’s Rocco. “Um. Take him to the back patio. I’ll be there in a minute.” Les looks at me, giggling, when Shawna walks back out. “He doesn’t need to hear what his son is doing upstairs.” She isn’t wrong about that. We all heard how Rocco talked to Ryder after Ryder told him he was bisexual and in a relationship with Holden. “You go get Ryder, and I’ll distract Rocco.”
She heads toward the patio while I take the stairs two at a time. I pop into Ryder’s room, and they’re all cuddled together on the bed. “You have a visitor, Ryder.” Ryder looks up with a frown from his place behind Leo. I hate to pull them away from each other because they look comfortable as hell. “Your dad.”
Gage starts laughing from his spot on Holden’s chest. “Oh, shit.”
Ryder slaps Gage’s ass before sliding off the bed. “It’s not funny.” Ryder looks at me. “Where is he?”
“Les took him outside, so he didn’t hear,” I gesture around, “this.” He raises an eyebrow in question. “She knows what happened.”Because I toldher.“She’s fine.”
“You need to take a shower,” Zane mumbles, his face buried in Holden’s neck. “You smell like sex.”
Ryder pops him on the ass too, surprising me. “I’m glad you assholes think this is funny.”
Gage laughs again. “He’s not wrong.” Gage slides backward off the bed, sliding down Holden to his feet. “How the fuck is your cock still that big while it’s soft?”
“I want to know how the hell you took that up your ass while it was hard,” Zane says, lifting his head.
Gage points at Zane. “Keep talking shit, Big daddy, and I’ll shove mine down your throat.”
“Keep calling me big daddy, and I’ll bend you over this fucking bed, Crazy boy,” Zane retorts, laying his head back down.
Ryder rolls his eyes with a laugh, disappearing into the bathroom, presumably to shower.
Leo slides to his feet beside Gage, each slapping me on the ass on their way out with a laugh. Holden rolls to his side and throws an arm around Zane’s waist, pressing their lips together. Zane jerks him closer, sinking into the kiss.
Feeling like I’m intruding, I go downstairs to wait for the rest of the guys. What the hell happened in that room? And why am I kind of jealous I wasn’t in there? Shaking my head, I flop down in my favorite chair. I don’t want to sit out there with Rocco while Les is running interference because I don’t know where she told him Ryder is.
Ryder comes into the living room ten minutes later with wet hair. “I guess you took Zane’s advice.”
He barks a laugh. “Yeah.”
I wonder if Holden and Zane were still making out when he got out of the shower. “You okay with what the fuck ever happened upstairs?”
He lifts a brow. “I wouldn’t have still been laying there if I wasn’t.”
“You cool with Holden and Zane?” I ask.
“Yeah.” He shrugs. “It seems stupid to be jealous over that, but not of Les.”
Nodding, I murmur, “That makes sense.” Raking a hand through his hair, he looks towards the back door. “He’s here. That’s got to mean something.” He looks nervous as hell, and I know it’s killing him about what happened between him and his dad.
“Will you come with me?” he sighs. “I don’t trust myself if he says some shit like before.”
I follow him out of the room to the back patio, where Rocco and Les are talking. She doesn’t look upset or mad, so I consider that a good sign. Or Rocco could be saving that for Ryder.
We get settled around the table, an awkward silence settling around us. “You mind giving us some privacy?” Rocco asks, looking at Les and me.
“Sorry, Rocco,” Les says, shaking her head. “We’re here to support Ryder.”
Ryder kisses the back of her hand tucked into his. “They stay.”
Rocco jerks a nod. “I came to talk to Holden.”
Ryder lifts a brow. “That’s not happening.”
