Brady leaned back in his chair, his expression calm yet tinged with subtle amusement as he gestured toward Theo. “Come, Carter, join us. Our Annie here has never been one for big, extravagant parties. So, we kept it simple—just her close friends. You should join now since, out of all of us, you’re her closest and, let’s be honest, her most intimate connection.”
Theo’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing at the casual way Brady referred to Savannah as his Annie. The words grated on his nerves like nails on a chalkboard. Without a word, Theo reached for the thick white robe draped over the lounge chair, its pristine folds a stark contrast to the possessive energy radiating from him.
He moved closer to Savannah, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous whisper meant only for her ears. “You’re
