“I’m happy for you. Maybe a wee bit jealous.”
“You never know when it could happen. I didn’t see this coming.”
Wraith exhales slowly, smiling as he watches Rudy and Colson slam back shots. Colson’s eyes search the room until they land on me and he blows me a kiss. I pretend to catch it and wink at him. God, I’m so in love with this man.
“Hey,” Wraith says. “Got a weird favor to ask.”
“What’s up?”
“Want to go to a hockey game with me tomorrow night?”
My brow creases. “Hockey? The fuck?”
“I said it was weird.”
“Okay, but why? You don’t watch sports, do you?”
He shrugs. “I like hockey a little.”
I turn to face him, reluctantly taking my gaze off my man. “Why?”
“It’s work related. I gotta case the place.”
Now I’m really confused. “Dude, what? Your target is at a hockey game?”
“He always is when the team plays at home.”
“We have a hockey team?”
“In Mistone, yeah.” He chuckles. “He’s been hard to find, buthe’s always there when they play. He’s related to one of the players.”
“That’s risky. There’s security and a lot of fucking people at sporting events.”
Wraith looks at me like I’m stupid. “I’m not gonna take him out there. I’ll follow him, figure out where he lives.”
“Ah.”
“But I don’t want to stand out like a sore thumb by going alone.”
“Yeah, alright. I’ll tolerate some hockey for you.” I return my gaze to Colson, smiling when I see how happy he looks.
The last year has been the best of my life. He’s still happily dancing at Segreto, and he’s learned how to keep himself distracted when I’m working so he doesn’t worry. But coming home at the end of the night and knowing he’s in my bed waiting for me is a gift I didn’t know I needed.
“Do you know what he did?” I ask.
“Who?”
“The target, Wraith.”
“Oh.” He chuckles, but his gaze is fixed on one of the dancers sitting next to Colson. “Um, blackmailing bullshit, I think. It’s too bad. He’s very good looking. I’d fuck him.”
“He’s young?”
“Late twenties.”
“Must be some pretty major shit to get us involved.”
“Definitely.” He smacks my arm, nodding in the direction of Colson’s friends. “I’m going in. Maybe you won’t be the only one getting laid tonight.”
