“He’s not,” Barron said.
“Fine, I’ll talk to him, but if they scare this bastard away before we can take him out, I’m gonna blame you two.”
“Works for me,” Barron said, heading out of the room.
“Where are you going?” Brandt asked.
“To find Emmalyn. I’m done playing games.”
Brandt stood up and quickly finished off the rest of his beer. “See y’all later,” he said.
“Where are you going?” Remi asked.
“To talk to Kaid. Need to get it done now before somebody says something to him and I haven’t spoken to him yet.”
Remi, Christian, and Ronan sat across from each other, the only three left. “Now what?” Ronan asked.
Remi shrugged. “I’m watching the game until somebody tells me I’m needed elsewhere.”
“Same,” Ronan said. He ran a chip through the onion dip that Havoc had just about finished off. “Do you have anything other than chips and dip?”
“Me, too,” Christian said. “I rarely get to watch a game anymore.”
“I have some leftover meatballs. Mama made meatball sandwiches the other night.”
“And you have me eating freaking onion dip,” Ronan said.
“There wasn’t enough for everybody. But there’s enough for us,” Remi said with a grin.
“I’m in,” Ronan said, following Remi into the kitchen.
“Bring me one, too!” Christian called out, settling back in to watch the game, knowing that Addie was safe in her home with her family. He could afford to relax a little with the guys.
Ronan took a seat at the kitchen island and watched Remi reheating the meatballs in a rich tomato sauce. “Since it’s just the two of us in here… what’s going on with you and Bailey?”
“None of your damn business,” Remi said as he put the bowl of meatballs and sauce in the microwave.
“No, seriously, is she your girl?” Ronan asked.
“Yes, she is. Stay the hell away from her.”
“I don’t want her, Remi. That’s not the point.”
“Then what is?” Remi asked.
“It’s just… she’s human.”
Remi turned around and looked at him curiously. “So, my mother’s human.”
Ronan huffed. “I know that. And I adore Aunt Avaleigh. My point is, you can’t have kids with Bailey. It’ll kill her.”
“I know that. Do you think I don’t know that? My mother lost a lot because someone tried to force her to carry a Dragon’s kid. I would never do that to anybody.”
“And I know that. But does she know? Does Bailey know that if she’s picturing the perfect little happy family with you, that it’s not happening? At least not the traditional way. Your family is one of the strongest, the bond y’all share. And you and Angelle are treasured and loved so damn much. But does Bailey know that in her future she won’t be giving birth to her own kids if she marries you? Because she needs to know. She has a right to decide that before she’s too far in.”
The microwave pinged, forcing Remi to open it. He took out the bowl and slammed the microwave. He put the meatballs in the already sliced garlic-buttered pistolettes and placed them back in the microwave for about fifteen seconds to warm the bread. When the microwave pinged again, he took out the plate with three sandwiches on it and placed it on the kitchen island.
He braced both hands on the kitchen island and just shook his head as he looked down at the sandwiches.
