Evelyn.
Tyler turned his head slowly, real slow, like some cowboy in a Western showdown. “And who the hell is gonna stop me?”
Leo didn’t flinch. “I am.”
Then his eyes glowed.
No really, they glowed. That deep red color that only came out when he was done playing nice and ready to throw hands.
Tyler scoffed and turned fully to him now, his shoulders squaring up. “I’d love to see you try.”
And of course, both of them had to puff out their chests like two overgrown hormonal wolves with something to prove. I swear to God, I could feel the testosterone fog forming in the air. Thick, suffocating, and incredibly annoying.
“Ugh,” I groaned, stepping between them, throwing my hands up. “Okay! That’s ENOUGH. What is this, a dick-measuring contest?!”
Neither of them responded. Great. Classic.
Leo clenched his jaw and pointed at Tyler. “She’s not going anywhere. Especially not Bluestone. Redwood is her home. It has been for two years.”
Tyler growled,.not even subtly, like actually growled, which
