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"Well, tonight you're mine."

"It depends for what."

"Let's just say that you’re going to be very happy with me."

"I am anyway," I said before I could stop myself.

"Really?" he asked, as if it surprised the hell out of him.

"Why would you doubt it?"

There was a pause, and then he said, "Can you be ready at seven?"

Way to change the subject.But I decided to let him off the hook.

"Yes, sir," I said.

Chapter Twenty-One

Leo

I was a fucking genius. My eidetic memory was helping, as usual. In the past, Tory used to sporadically mention astrological events. I'd never given two shits about the whole thing, but when I was driving into work last week, a radio host started talking about the upcoming meteor shower and the best spots to watch it.

Typically, I’d just turn it off or change to another channel when stuff like that came up. But this time, I paid attention. Then I did my own research because I wanted the best spot for my woman to see it. And I’d found it.

While I was still on break between tennis sets with my brothers, I decided to check the weather. Apparently, you needed a completely clear sky to see it. This morning, the forecast had held, but it didn’t hurt to double-check. There was even a website keeping track of visibility during celestial events. I refreshed it. Yep, the forecast was still looking good.

“Dude, since when are you into astronomy?” Cade asked. He was sitting next to me at the counter, looking at my phone.

“I’m not,” I said. “But Tory’s interested in astrology. I’m surprising her tonight and taking her to look at the meteor shower.”

Cade jerked his head back. “Have I stepped into an alternate universe? That’s a very couple-y activity."

I didn't react at all. Fuck, I hadn't even realized how this would look to others.

He tilted his head. "I can't believe this. I thought for sure that Meredith was way off."

"About what?" I asked in a neutral voice.

"Last night, she thought Tory was giving signs that there might be more than friendship happening between you two. You've slept with her, haven't you?"

I looked around, but the bar area was empty except for me and my brothers. Cade had kept his voice down, but without any background noise, it had carried.

Nick, who was at the other end of the bar, was looking at us intently. Then he held his hand up in self-defense. "I already said my bit."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're not going to warn me off again?"

Nick's belligerent expression told me that he’d very much like to warn me off some more. But then he waved and said, "Nah. What was that you mentioned before? A meteor shower?"

"Yes," I replied.

"He's even checking some sort of website about it," Cade said.

"I'm no longer worried that you’ll hurt Tory," Nick said matter-of-factly. "I’m afraid of something else."

"And what's that?" I asked, ready to fight him on it.

"That Gran was right. Another one is about to bite the dust, and then it's just me left. I'm screwed."

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