E scoffed.
I put my fork down and stared at him.
“Hey, man, what’s up with you? You’ve been so bitchy lately,” I said, frowning at him.
He looked at Enzo. Enzo gave a slight shake of his head.
“What are you two dicks up to?” I narrowed my eyes at them. Before either could answer, Rosalie came down with Anson, with Riot clinging to Ellis’s hand.
“Hey, I made breakfast,” I said brightly, getting out of my seat. I offered it to Rosalie, who kissed me before taking it, Ellis climbing up beside her and Riot taking the spot next to Ellis. Anson grabbed the next seat, and I grumbled, but got them all plates so they could eat.
Enzo shot Rosalie a cursory glance and a soft grunt, but that was it.
“Today is the day, Rosebud,” I said.
She smiled at me. “Are you excited?”
I nodded. “Yes. We’ll have the results within two days. I pulled some strings.”
“Another thing you’re good at pulling,” Anson said. “I’m impressed.”
I snorted at him before I caught E’s eye. He didn’t look pleased, but we’d talk soon. I was concerned with whatever was going on with him and Enzo. They clearly had plans that I wasn’t privy to.
I’d get it out of them.
I always did.
I wasdesperate to hold Rosalie’s hand on the way out of the doctor’s office that afternoon, but maintained the image of a faithful bodyguard, walking in front of her and Anson while Ryder walked behind them.
Luckily, there was no press, so Anson did a good job organizing it all. I liked to think I’d helped.
Klaus and Evan had picked Ellis and her nanny up earlier that morning, and Rosalie said they’d arrived back at their apartment with no issues, so at least I could have relief at that. Apparently, the guys had gotten their nanny a nice apartment in the same building as them so she could have her own space. I loved that she was nearby, like Ann and Harold were.
“Hungry, LeeLee?” Anson asked as we got into the SUV. Ryder was driving, so I got into the back with Rosalie and Anson.
Rosalie rubbed her stomach and gave him a sheepish look.
“I am,” she said.
“Dynamo’s,” I said immediately. “Burger baskets. Fries. Milkshakes. How does that sound, Rosebud?”
“It’s a bar,” Ryder called out.
“Shut up, peanut gallery,” I said without looking at him. He snorted but didn’t reply.
“A bar is fine. I’m not drinking,” Rosalie said. “It would be nice to go out and have something to eat.”
“Take us there,” Anson called out.
I grinned, excited to be able to somewhat take her out on a date. She looked so pretty today, too, in her white dress with pink rosebuds, her wild red curls cascading to her waist.
She took my breath away.
We rode to Dynamo’s, which wasn’t far at all, and got out. I scoped it out and didn’t see anything suspicious, so I held my hand out for Rosalie, but it was Anson who took it.
“Dick,” I muttered as I helped him out.
He grinned at me before taking Rosalie’s hand and helping her.
