“You said Brian! Or Bobby! You never said Blake!” Lee’s voice was hitting a pitch best left to mating cats or cicadas. “I would have known if you had said Blake!”
So Connor had mentioned him after all. Interesting.
“I couldn’t remember! I didn’t think it mattered! It was just a new hand, not a…not your…fucking ex.”
Scott turned to Blake, his upper lip curling. Mental images of mother bears defending cubs jumped to the forefront of Blake’s mind.
“What the f**k is going on here?” Scott looked left and right, then grabbed the barbecue fork. He held it out like he was challenging Blake to a dual. Suddenly the reactions of his former boyfriend weren’t nearly as comedic. Blake put up both hands and began to back away. “Scott,” he warned, tone soft, voice quiet, “be very careful what you’re d
