“Goodnight to all,” Drake calls out.
Case is on his feet as soon as the screen goes dark. “I need to go to the office, Emma. This is important.”
“I understand.” I move to stand.
As he reaches the foyer table to scoop up his keys, I take a step closer. “I want to thank you for that.”
He turns on his heel. “For what?”
“Helping me tell Drake about Beauregard.”
A ghost of a smile flashes across his lips as his hand curls around the doorknob. “Your brother needs to accept that Bonehead is not the guy for you.”
Are you?
I open my mouth to ask, but before I say the words, Case is stepping out of the apartment. He tosses me a glance over his shoulder. “Goodnight, Emma.”
“Night,” I whisper even though the door is already closing behind him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Case
“I should be saving lives,not listening to you bitch about some framework for a kiddie game.”
“It’s called Letter Leap.” I glance at my cousin. “I thought you said you were done being Dr. Fuller for the day. Your shift ended two hours ago, no?”
Fighting off a smile, he stares at me. “I’m a man of medicine, Cason. My work is never done.”
I bark out a laugh. “Is that why you’re drinking water and not scotch?”
I hold up my almost empty glass not only to punctuate my point but to get Kendall’s attention. I need a refill.
Asking Gavin to meet me at Durie’s after I spent three hours with Elias was a good idea, whether my cousin wants to admit it or not.
“You said we needed to hang out while I’m in town,” I point out. “I didn’t promise the conversation would be great.”
Gavin looks to Kendall instead of commenting on my remark. “She’s about to cut you off.”
I shake my head. “I’ve had one drink. I’m not even close to my limit.”
“The bar shuts down in twenty minutes.” He points at his watch. “Maybe you didn’t realize that you called me after midnight. You’re still running on California time, aren’t you?”
“What can I do for you two?” Kendall stops next to Gavin. “Are you still nursing that water, Doctor?”
She lets out a stuttered giggle at her attempt at a joke.
Gavin huffs out a strangled laugh even though I can tell he didn’t find it funny. He moves to grab his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit jacket. Pulling out a few bills, he drops them on the bar. “We’re both fine. We’re set to leave.”
Her gaze inches its way up Gavin’s arm to his face. “I’m heading over to a club in Midtown after I lock up. Do you want to tag along?”
Gavin’s been in this pub with Drake. He greeted Kendall by name when we sat down, but before I could ask how well they know each other, he’d shot me down with a slap on my shoulder and a reminder that he doesn’t dick around with anyone Drake has been with.
Their friendship formed because of me, but I’m happy to see that it’s still going strong.
“Thanks, but there’s somewhere I need to be,” he says with a grin.
Home in bed is the place he wants to be. I’ve heard it twice since he walked in. I can tell that he’s dead tired, but after what happened between Emma and me earlier, I needed a stiff drink before I walk back into my apartment knowing she’s in bed.
