The boss smiled and asked, "Anything else, Mr. Wilde?"
"Nothing," Stephen said, stretching his wrist. "There are a lot of young people here today. Open a room for them to have some fun."
"Right away, Mr. Wilde. Give me a second."
The boss hurried out.
Jonathan chuckled, slinging an arm over Stephen's shoulder. "What's this? You're actually bonding with family? That's a first."
Stephen scowled, brushing him off.
Jonathan teased, "Should I call Nancy over too?"
Stephen's face darkened. "Are you out of your mind? Get yourself checked."
Jonathan raised his hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, I'll shut up. Don't give me that death glare."
The private suite the shooting range owner set up was decked out with everything they could need.
They ordered rounds of beer, but with Stephen pr
