Page 51 of Heartbeats & Highways

“What are you right about?” Roman asked as he appeared from the back.

“Evie got laid.”

I groaned. “Shutup, Virgil.”

“Yeah, shut up, Virgil,” Roman reiterated. “Evie’s private life is private.”

“Thank you, Roman.” I beamed at him.

“So, it doesn’t matter if she looks happier than we’ve ever seen her or that we caught the goodbye kiss between her and Savage before she came inside and that we all know the truth. It’s not our concern.”

I glared at him.

He winked.

“Why are you guys spying on me?” I demanded.

“Spying? Who’s spying?” Virgil asked. “You were right there. Out in public. For everyone to see.”

“Oh,” I said slowly. “I get it now.”

“Get what?” Virgil asked.

“You’re not gettingany,so you’ve got nothing to occupy you. Got it.”

“Hey, I’m getting plenty,” Virgil boasted.

“Sure, uh-huh.”

“You okay?” Roman asked, his eyes filled with concern. “I mean about last night at Spurs and that shit going down.”

“Nothing went down,” I protested.

“Yeah, because you stopped it.” Virgil shook his head. “I can’t believe you got Savage to walk away from a fight.”

“Thanks for talking him down.” Roman clenched his fist. “We would’ve gotten involved, but I’m glad it didn’t come to that.”

I frowned. “What if there had been a fight?”

“We would’ve backed up Savage,” Virgil said easily.

Roman stared at me. “I saw your face, Evie. You were scared. And that’s not okay. Not at all.”

“Yeah.” Virgil nodded and placed his hand on my shoulder. “We were ready to protect you. Sorry, Evie. You’re stuck with us.”

His words made tears fill my eyes.

“Oh, no. Don’t do it,” Virgil warned. “Don’t cry.”

“Can’t help it,” I mumbled, reaching for the tissues.

“All you do is make women cry,” Roman quipped.

“One of my many talents,” Virgil drawled. “One of my many talents.”

Chapter 14

“Okay,we’ll see you then. Bye.” I hung up the phone, made sure the appointment was logged in the computer system, and then focused on the customer patiently waiting at the reception counter.

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