Sebastian had eyes everywhere. Or at least, his friend Josiah did.
Josiah’s cousin owned the car wash next to the dealership where Ravyn worked. So imagine Sebastian’s surprise when his friend casually mentioned, “Hey, guess who got flowers delivered to her workplace yesterday?”
The words nearly made him snap the wooden training staff in his hands.
“What did you just say?” he demanded.
Josiah raised his palms innocently. “Relax, man. It’s not what you think. My cousin saw a delivery guy walk in with a bouquet—roses, I think. He asked around, found out it was for your girl, called to tell me. I told him to keep an eye out, you know, for safety reasons.”
“Safety,” Sebastian repeated flatly. “That what we’re calling it now?”
Josiah shrugged, unbothered. “Look, I’m not spying. I’m protec
