Page 53 of Peyton's Price

In their youth, Calen’s father had been a notorious gangster. But Colman had kept a low profile the last few years. The former menace to society was enjoying semi-retirement, playing with his grandchild and looking forward to the next one.

Calen didn’t take the bait. “Some of his lessons were worth learning. So are you going to Miami?”

Liam’s mouth twisted. “I can’t do that—I can’tshareher.”

“Then you’re going to let Matthias and some other random guy share her?”

“Hell no.”

“So youaregoing to Miami?”

Liam didn’t answer.

Calen leaned forward, face serious. “I’m sorry about this.”

“Wha—”

His query was cut short by his best friend leaning over to slap him in the face—hard.

“Ow. Fuck, Calen!”

His friend tsked. “Stop acting like a little bitch.”

Liam rubbed his face. “But I can’t be in a threesome with those two. How would that even work?”

Calen shrugged. “Hell if I know. But you’re going to regret it if you don’t at least try.”

Liam stared at his best friend, prepared to argue. However, nothing came out.

Why was this so fucking complicated?Or maybe it’s not and you’re just making a convoluted mess of everything.

He staggered to his feet. Calen was right. He would never be able to live with himself if he didn’t go. “I need to call my pilot. I’m going to Miami.”

Calen threw up his hands as if to sayHallelujah. “It’s about fucking time.”

Liam ran to the entrance, but then stopped to ask, “How am I going to explain this to Maggie and Trick?”

His friend waved that away. “Burn that bridge when you come to it. Now get the hell out of here.”

Chapter 25

Liam waited until Bryce Brogan was alone on the pier before grabbing the smaller man by the collar.

“If you don’t leave now, I’m tossing you into the ocean,” he snarled.

“What the hell?” Bryce reached up, trying to break his hold. He couldn’t.

“I’m serious. You’re not getting on that boat, so don’t even fucking try.” Liam shook him for good measure.

“I was invited.”

“No, you weren’t,” he countered. “Not really. You’re just here because Matthias likes pushing my buttons.”

And it had fucking worked. He was here, and now he’d be damned if this shithead set one foot on theOrmen Lange.

“I don’t believe that.” Bryce frowned, but he clearly wasn’t sure anymore.

“All right, you asked for it.” Liam dead-lifted the guy, hauling him inches off the deck and over the water.

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