“Hey,” answered a sleepy Sydney. “Are you staying with Greystone?”
“Yeah, and you’re on speaker.”
“So, I shouldn’t say anything like yeeha, ride him like a bronco.” Sydney snort-laughed.
“Hey, Sydney,” Greystone said.
“Hey, stud man,” Sydney replied.
“Tell her I said hey,” Teddy added.
“You can tell her yourself,” Greystone said.
“I’m actually working this weekend,” Caroline said, “and I need my laptop, so Tank’s coming by to pick it up.”
Silence.
“Sis, are you there?”
“Yeah, I’m good. All good. I mean, yeah, I’m fine. I’ll call downstairs and let the front desk know to buzz him up.”
“Or you can just meet him in the lobby and hand him my laptop,” Caroline said.
Greystone shook his head, and Caroline smiled. “Let me find out what time he’s stopping by,” she said.
After arrangements were made and everyone hung up, Greystone chuffed out a laugh. “Don’t expect your laptop for a while.”
“No way,” Caroline protested. “Really?”
Greystone arched an eyebrow.
“AAAIIIIIEEEEE.” Haqazzii’s scream hijacked their attention.
He’d started yanking on the cuffs.
“Here we go,” Greystone said as he muted the sounds coming from the hole.
“It’s your show,” Caroline said. “What’s your call?”
“We let him scream it out,” Greystone studied her face. “You want to step out and grab a nap?”
“We’re in this together.Together, Grey, and I’m sticking close.”
In an attempt to keep things mellow, he flashed her a smile. “I like that.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Rambo. I’m hangin’ close purely for selfish reasons. I want to live through this.”
“I’d take a bullet before I’d let anything happen to you.”
“Then, who would be my babies’ daddy?” She winked, then sat down.
Holy hell. Did she just say that?
“I might not be wielding a knife like Slash, but I’m tougherthan I look,” she said, as if she hadn’t just uttered the baby comment.
He opened one of the existing ALPHA laptops and logged in. “You ready to get to work?”
“It’s not what I had in mind, but I’m going with Plan B.”
