Page 14 of His Last Chase

“I wasn’t dating him when you met. We only recently started seeing each other.” Fuck, how would he and Seltzer react given the age difference between Casey and me?

“Go on.”

“Remember David’s dad?”

“What the fuck? David’s dad is married to David’s mom. What the fuck’s wrong with you?”

“Dude, calm the fuck down. You know David’s parents are like parents to me. Shut the fuck up and let me finish.”

I swear he growled.

“Remember David’s dad’s friend, Casey?”

“Good looking. Mid-forties. Blond hair, blue eyes?” Guess he’d paid attention to Casey after all. “Got that whole hot teacher vibe going on?”

More like sexy professor. “That one. And thank you for the news recap and his highlight reel.” I rolled my eyes. Rhone was a good soul and a brother but there were times he lacked finesse.

“Wow. Didn’t know you were into older guys, or into dudes for that matter.”

“Makes two of us.”

Now, the part about exploring my little side I wasn’t ready to share. Especially since I was still figuring it out and Casey and I were pursuing it—together. That was our special place and I wasn’t ready to open it up for editorial comments.

“What does David think about this?” Rhone’s question under any other circumstance was warranted, but not this time.

“Who do you think set us up?”

“No shit?”

“Pick your jaw up. No shit.”

“Huh.”

I left him to his thoughts and kept to mine. Felt good to share that, like making it real or some shit. Either way I was super excited about it and looked forward to the next time I got to see Casey.

“Well, if thinking of him put that sappy grin on your face then I’m happy for you, my brother.” Rhone patted my shoulder.

We parked behind the restaurant. The guards and others were already there and waiting outside. Our guards would take turns eating, so the vehicles and the building were watched at all times. Seltzer and Jeremiah had a guard of their own now while the rest of us shared Sikes and Snipe.

I shot off a text to Casey.

Me: Grabbing tacos with the guys.

Casey: Sounds fun. I would meet you but I have an early class tomorrow.

Me: Next time?

Casey: Absolutely. Have fun!

And just like that, I got my second boost of energy. More than ready to deal with my nosey, over-energetic, but well-meaning band family.

“How are my favorite rockstars?” Luis and his wife, Maria, met us at the back door.

“Hola, mi amigo!” David greeted him and then kissed Maria’s cheek. She blushed every time. It was beyond adorable. “Tacos are ready, and we can make anything else you want.”

Luis led us into the extended breakroom, the tables were loaded with chips and salsa, and tacos were piled high. My mouth watered with a need to shove as many into my pie hole as it could handle. I’d eat tacos seven days a week, I swear.

“Nothing like tacos in the desert southwest.” Seltzer rubbed his belly. “Seattle tries but so far it’s no bueno. Luis and Maria, thank you for this wonderful feast.”

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