CHAPTER 13
Rex looked up from the file of papers he’d been working on as Weston, Liam, and Cole entered his hotel room. The guys had reserved the penthouse floor, which had enough bedrooms for all of them, but Rex had opted to stay one floor below. He’d needed the space and privacy to prepare himself to meet his family—which was a moot point now.
“I’m tuckered out,” Weston said, flopping on the bed and stretching out.
“Me too,” Cole said and settled on the couch in the room.
“You missed out,” Liam said as he grabbed the only visitor’s chair in the space.
“What did I miss?” Rex asked. He closed the file on the desk, got up, and moved over to the couch.
“All the matchmaking the grandmas were up to,” Cole replied.
Thank goodness for that. He’d dodged a bullet.
Weston sat up and shot R
