Chapter Twenty-Eight
ROWAN
“How's it going with Colbie?” Lucas asked.
“Well, she's pissy. But Larry’s not talking to her, so she's mad at me, she's mad at my parents, and she's probably mad at you,” I replied.
Lucas's startlingly beautiful wife, Valentina, smiled warmly, brushing a red curl off her shoulder. “She’ll be all right. Nobody likes to be told who they should or shouldn't see. Eventually, she’ll realize he’s a jerk.”
“I know, but she should have already realized that,” I countered.
She pressed her lips together and shook her head. “I'm not your sister, and I didn't date some guy who was a controlling asshole when I was in high school, but I do have super religious parents. They had opinions about everything I should do, and I hated it. Just be patient with her.”
Lucas, bes
