“I’m a hopeless romantic at heart,” Lex said. “One day, I’ll find my Prince Charming. He’ll have a Lambo, a billion in the bank, and a horse cock.” Lex chuckled. “What am I saying? I’d take just the horse cock and be happy.”

“You’re not right,” Brody said before laughing.

“Never claimed to be,” Lex said. His mischievous smile dulled. “At the very least, why don’t you go tell your boy the good news? Noah deserves to know he might have his freedom back. We can cover the rest of the night.”

“Yeah, I think I will.” Brody wanted to see Noah—wanted to see that his boy was okay.

“Wait!” Lex cried. “Idoneed to see that video before you go.”

Brody unlocked his phone and started the video. It was the perfect shot of Walt moaning around a throatful of cock. There would be no doubt who it was.

“Oh, man… you should send that to me.”

“I amnotsending you the blackmail video,” Brody said.

“Man, I thought we were best friends?”

“You’d have this thing up on Twitter in a heartbeat.”

“Yes. Yes, I would,” Lex replied with a grin. He barked with laughter. “Go see your little bird. I’m tired of seeing your miserable face.”

“Thanks,” Brody said before heading up for his keys.

* * *

As the dinner party was coming near an end, a knock came to the door.

“Who the heck couldthatbe?” Stacey asked before rising and walking toward the door.

Noah barely registered her leaving. He was once again in a lovely conversation with Jereme and the guy’s husband, Anson.

“I got him, Stace! I got the motherfucker!”

Noah turned to see Brody barge into the room—all decked out in barely there leather.

“Well,helllllo, handsome,” Harry called out with a grin.

“Hey, Harry.” Brody gawked at the table, his mouth open. “I’m terribly sorry—I had no idea you had guests.” His stare fell on Noah, his expression shifting from mortification to something warmer.

Noah rose. “What are you doing here?”

Brody lifted his hand. His phone was clutched tight. “I got Walt.”

Noah walked closer, as did Geena. After his mother excused them for a moment, they all walked into the garage, where they could be alone.

“What do you mean, you got him?” Geena asked.

“Walt came into the club tonight. It was apparent he was cruising. When he went into the bathroom with another man—Lex and I got it on video. I threatened to show it to Abbie Lee if they didn’t leave town.” Brody’s gaze fell on Noah. “I demanded they leave—and leave you alone.”

Noah shook his head. “You have him on tape—doing what?”

“You really don’t want to know,” Brody replied.

“I do,” Geena said, snatching the phone from Brody.

Noah couldn’t look. The moaning he heard was bad enough.

“Oh god, why did you let me see that?” Geena demanded, passing the phone back to Brody.