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“Girls’ night?” her dad asks.
“Sorry,” I apologize with a nod.
“I’m a girl,” Riley states, her look hopeful.
“You are”—I chuckle—“but this girls’ night won’t be fun for you. We’ll do one another time. Just you and me?” I offer.
“And Daddy?”
“Sure, baby.” I grin. “Daddy can come too.”
“Why don’t we have a movie night, and you can pick?” Doc offers, and it’s all Riley needs to be back to her happy, sweet self.
“Bye, Shelby,” she calls over her shoulder as she runs into the house.
Shuffling closer, Leo tucks his hands into the pockets of his dress pants. “How is Kaleb?”
“I’d say his usual funny self, but he looked pretty devastated when Sam blew up at him. I feel so bad about blindsiding her like that. I thought they’d talk it out. They did not.” I cringe.
“They need to work it out between themselves. He never should have involved you.”
“I just wanted to help fix it.” I shrug.
“Will you be seeing him again soon?”
I roll my eyes. Dr. Moore is not as subtle as he thinks he is. “He’s like my brother,” I remind him.
“One of these days,” Leo starts, bending to collect the grocery bag. Straightening, he snags hold of my chin. “You’re going to learn not to roll your eyes, and you won’t like the lesson.”
My blood heats. Who knew a threat could sound so good? Is it even a threat if I want it?
My body answers for me when my breathing deepens and my eyes grow wide.I guess not.
“Don’t drink too much,” he tuts, jostling the bag in his arm.
I give a cheeky grin at the two wine bottles.
“I’m not drinking,” I reassure him. “I’m on best friend duty. We’re going to trash-talk men, talk about how awful you guys are. You know, the usual.” I smirk.
“Eat proper food and not just snacks,” he lectures.
“You’re such a dad,” I tease.
“Lock your door,” Leo orders, handing the bag over.
“I always do.”
Yet he always gets in.Guilt chokes me quickly. I shouldn’t think abouthimwhen I’m with Leo. He deserves better.
“And Shelby,” he adds, as I’m closing the front door, “you’re staying over tomorrow.”
Yep, Sam was definitely right.
Bossy should not be that hot.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Leonard
