Hunter wasn’t exactly jumping for joy, but he figured sticking with Callum was the smart move. Plus, he had a hunch Callum had a soft spot for her.
Callum grinned as she walked in, barely glancing at Hunter. “Well, look who’s here. My lovely Chloe. What’s the occasion? Slumming it with us?”
“Thought I’d drop by, spend some time with you, maybe dig into my past a bit. Unless you’re too busy to host me?”
Callum pulled her into a hug. “Isabella, come here. Our girl’s back.”
Hunter’s mouth opened, then shut. A smirk crept across his face until he caught Arran’s gaze. “Damn it,” he mumbled, striding over. “Back off, Arran. She’s mine, remember? I know that look, I used to wear it.”
Arran chuckled. “Relax, man. No ceremony, just a ring? Sounds like there’s still room for me to swoop in.”
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