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Ignoring Leo’s burning gaze on me, I turn my head and nod at Lucas. “Get my phone number from Leo, and we’ll figure something out.”

Lucas searches my eyes to see if I’m telling the truth. Once he seems satisfied that I am, he lets go, and I make my way toward the back exit and out into the cold night air.

Chapter ten

Lucas

For the second time tonight, I’m locked in a bathroom. But this time, it’s with someone far less pretty. Okay, well, my brother is pretty, but you know what I mean.

“What the fuck, Lucas?” Leo asks.

I put my hands in my pockets and shrug. “It’s none of your business, Leo.”

“I’m your agent. It is my business.”

“Exactly, you’re my agent. What does Stevie have to do with any of this?”

Leo crosses his arms over his chest and tries to do an impression of the Big Bad Wolf. It may work when he’s negotiating deals for me, but I’m his brother. He looks like a puffer fish when he tries this shit on me.

“It smells like sex in here,” he says.

I match his stance. “What I do in my free time and who I do it with is none of your business.”

“Actually, again, it is my business. Because you’re not just my client, you’re my brother. My job is to make sure you have a long and healthy career. My job is to make sure you don’t do stupid shit and get fired from the work that earns your money. And that you don’t fuck up your life.”

“This is one thing, Leo! I’ve never done anything to tarnish my good boy image, and you know that.” He eyes me incredulously. “Fine. I’ve never done anything and gotten caught that would tarnish my good boy image.”

“If you’re not careful, you will. I had to talk to the manager here and tell him you were only having a conversation. You’re lucky Riley is good at distracting people. Somehow, I ended up signing autographs for the last thirty minutes.”

I smirk at my brother. “See, it’s fine. You handled it. You always handle it.”

Leo sighs. “There’s enough going on right now that you need to be careful. There are eyes everywhere.”

“And who’s fault is that?” I say, but there’s no malice behind my words. Because yes, the press was bad before, but it’s only the way it is now because of him.

“You know I wish it could be different. That the press wasn’t hounding you for who I love. But I’m not going to hide who I am anymore. And I sure as hell am not going to hide my partners from the world, either.”

The anger in his tone has me holding up my hands. “I never said I wanted you to. But I’m just asking you to give me a break. Let me have some fun, okay?”

“Fun? Your idea of having fun is having sex with Riley’s little sister in a public bathroom? What the fuck, man?!”

Now I feel my anger start to rise. Yes, I was having fun. But I didn’t mean to imply I’m only fucking around with Stevie for the hell of it.

“It just happened, okay? That’s all you need to know,” I say, not wanting to divulge any more of my personal life to him. Especially in this bathroom.

“You’ve met her before?” he asks.

I shove my hands in my pants pockets and nod. “Yes.”

“And you didn’t think to tell me you knew her? You acted like tonight was going to be the first time.”

“It’s a long story.”

Leo stares at me for a few more moments before he exhales in a long huff. “That’s seriously all you’re going to give me? You’re fucking my Riley’s sister and—”

I cut him off. “Stop saying it like it’s dirty. It happened, okay? How, when, and why isn’t your business.”

“Why are you being like this? You’re usually an open book.”

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