“You punched me,” he says in his defense.
I grin. “Yeah. I did.”
He spits again. “All right. I’ll let you two get back to whatever. Don’t be a fucking stranger now. This shit is past us. I’ll talk to K. I miss my brother.”
“Me too,” I say.
“I’ll let you know what K says. Maybe we can start having some family dinners or something. Shit, I don’t know.”
“That would be nice,” I say. “I’ll see ya.”
Bryce lifts his hat from the ground and walks back to his truck. I look down at Dalton. “Well, that went well.”
She laughs. “Good God. Is that normal for you two?”
“It’s notnotnormal,” I reply with a shrug. “You still want to go to the game?”
“How about we go eat and have a drink?”
“Fine with me.”
“Hudson’s?”
“Is there anywhere else to get a juicy burger, a nice cold beer, and be able to watch the game?”
She laughs. “No. I don’t guess there is.”
“It’s your fault,” I tell her. “You got me hooked.”
She shakes her head. “You’re crazy, you know that, right?”
We both go to climb into the truck. “Crazy for you.”
Chapter Sixty
Bryce
I step out of the truck and head inside the house. K is home from the store, but Lou is still here from watching Rylee for me.
“Hey,” I say, walking into the kitchen.
“Bryce, what happened?” K asks, walking over to me and touching my lip.
“Ouch,” I pout just so I can get more attention from my wife.
“Who did this to you?”
“Jace,” I say as Lou walks in with Rylee. “There’s my girl.” I move past K and over to Lou, reaching my hands out so I can hold Rylee. She looks over my face with her pretty blue eyes, melting my heart.
“Jace?” K questions. “Why?”
“I kinda did some stalking.”
Kat leans her hip against the counter. “Can you tell me how you kinda stalk? And who were you stalking? Jace?”
“Well, I went to his apartment, noticing his truck was there, and I waited for him to come out.”
“Why?”