Chapter 33

“The hell you will!” Dante spits out, anger suffusing his features.

“Fucking hell,” i mutter, taking the time to shut down my laptop. “Dante, I really don’t have time to talk about this right now. This is a business meeting with someone who just happens to be an old friend - “

“Friend?” Gabbi says, a smirk covering his face. “Is that what people are calling it today?”

It causes a growl to pour out of Dante’s mouth and I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“One, Gabbi, not helpful. Two, Dante, cut the shit. I have to do this as part of my job. A job, might I add, that your father gave to me. So back the hell off, go do whatever it is you do during the day, and we can go back to arguing about our sex life at home,” I say, turning to face both men.

Grayson, still standing by the door where Gabbi brushed past him, snickers a laugh. He stage whispers, “That’s my favorite little ball buster.”

Gabbi still has that shit eating grin on his face, like he has a secret that none of us