Page 218 of Sticks and Stones
“What?”
Greyson went there.
“Gabe called us a few weeks back, and he said that he hoped Ethan and I were‘cozy’in our new place. He made it seem sexual.”
Greyson was to the point.
“Uh, I hate to burst your bubble, but it is sexual. You two are joined at the dick.”
Yeah, well, they knew that, but Gabe wasn’t supposed to know that.
Only, he found out.
Somehow.
Then, as if the lightbulb went on, Greyson gasped and knew where the man was taking this.
“Oh, holy shit, Gene! Was this right after I brought Sasha to your place to talk over the autopsy results?”
Gene nodded.
Both investigators were putting two and two together, and neither of them liked what they were figuring out.
This.
Was.
Bad.
“You think that he planted Sasha at the office to spy on us?” Greyson asked.
Only, before Gene could answer, Ethan came around the corner.
“Are you guys…?” he began, but then came to a dead stop. It was clear they were worked up about something.
The vibe was off.
“Uh-oh. What now?” he asked, seeing the looks on their faces and how intense the conversation had to be to make Gene stressed out.
Gene clued him in.
“When Greyson went to go change, Sasha showed up, naked. He had to dump her, and she didn’t get angry.”
Ethan lifted a brow.
“WomenALWAYSget angry when you blindside them with a breakup. The freaking woman I dumped for you, Ethan, wanted my head on a stick in her yard so she could watch the carron peck out my eyes.”
Greyson pointed.
“See? You’re gay, so maybe a man reacts differently, but when a dude dumps a babe, they lose their shit. She didn’t.”
Gene pointed out one thing.
“If Ethan dumps me, I’m losing my shit, and locking him in our condo until he changes his mind.”
That made Blackhawk laugh.
“Great. Kidnapping. Haven’t I been victim of that enough in this city?” he joked.
