Page 103 of Returning Your Love
“Dad, what’s?—”
“Why, Chief Sutton.” Jimmy sauntered over, attention latched on my father with a predatory gaze if ever I’d seen one.
Oh…oh shit.
My head jerked toward Dad.
He was closed down like a sealed drum, but tension strung his shoulders tight as the skin around his eyes. “Jimmy.”
“Miss me?” Jimmy winked and popped a hip out.
“Nope.” Dad lied—no fucking question.
Jimmy’s gaze slid to me. “I hear congratulations are in order.” He stuck out his hand, and I shook it, the guy’s palmsand fingertips smooth as butter. And why wouldn’t they be? The only hard labor he faced was a client’s dick.
“Chaz.” Jimmy greeted my man next, doing a double take, his groomed eyebrows arching then pulling inward. “You’re a dead ringer for an old co-worker of mine. How did I not realize that before?”
“Yeah?” Chaz’s voice stated he couldn’t care less.
“Any chance you’re related to a guy named Zack Briggs?” Jimmy asked.
My breath stalled out, and I went still as fuck.
“Don’t recognize the name,” Chaz said, sliding his pinkie along mine until latching.
I clung to that tiny piece of him, waiting for a bombshell to drop right there in front of the entire town. At least Chaz’s parents weren’t in attendance. Not that Mr. Henderson would be super judgmental. He’d chilled out quite a bit since Christmas when Chaz had finally stood up to him.
Jimmy glanced down over Chaz again. “Hmm. Could have fooled me. You two could be twins.”
I waited for Jimmy to turn my way, question me, or maybe just wink.
He did none of those things, and I slowly released the pent-up air in my lungs.
Thank fuck those NDAs are effective at keeping Jimmy’s loose lips shut.
Or maybe he didn’t have access to Elite’s clientele list. I could only hope.
My body language must have clued Chaz in on something being wrong because he bumped his shoulder against mine. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I rasped before swallowing. “Just, uh…”
Jimmy eyed the two of us, his focus settling on my face. We stared at each other.
Did he know? Was he chewing on his tongue in order to keep his big mouth shut?
Fuck.
I scratched the back of my neck, restless as fuck and ready to bolt out the door.
“I feel like I’m missing what’s going on,” Chaz stated, his voice low.
“I, uh…” I had to clear my throat and forced my eyes off the escort for my lover.
Chaz peered at me with a quizzical look, but zero hint of concern rested in his hazel eyes.
“Um…another secret? I mean, two?” I huffed an unsteady laugh, attempting to make light of the situation.
Chaz smirked, seemingly unfazed by possible danger ahead. “Are either damaging or life-changing?”
