24
“What the f**k?” Stacia said under her breath.
Derek looked at her with questions in his eyes, and she nodded her head toward the door.
He followed her direction and shrugged when he saw who it was. “Isn’t he a sports agent?”
“Yes. And a big f*****g dick.”
“Did he represent Marshall?”
Stacia nodded. “Among other things.”
Jude glanced into the living room where they were all still enjoying their bourbon. Stacia could admit that she’d had one too many, but it was relaxing, hanging out here with her family. She would work some more on her paper tomorrow, after Black Friday shopping, and then drive home for the last game of the season on Saturday. But that liquor was not doing anything good for her temper as Jude’s eyes flickered to hers.
He smiled with a triumphant look, as if he h
