Page 21 of Slow Ride

Kason wondered if he was about to brawl for the first time in a while.He might welcome a fight if he hadn’t already been about to let off this steam in a much more enjoyable way.Wren had amped him up without hardly trying.

He’d been so intrigued by her that he hadn’t even asked if she had a boyfriend.It looked a hell of a lot like she did.Kason tried not to be judgmental, but loyalty meant something to him.If she’d been cheating on someone with him, the rest of her ultra-attractive qualities didn’t matter.

The other guy was coming closer now, though several women—including the petite lady with dark hair Kason recognized from Hot Rides—attempted to shield Wren from his ire.

“You better talk to him before security tosses him out,” Kason said, his desire fading.

“It’s not what it looks like.”Wren put her hands on his forearms and squeezed.“I swear.”

“Oh yeah?Because it looks like your boyfriend—” Kason glanced up for a better view and realized the man who’d shouted for Wren was none other than suit-guy.Of fucking course it was.

“Ex,” Wren hissed.

“What?”Kason asked, confused.

“He’s myex-boyfriend.And I fucking hate him even more now than I did before.”The crinkles around her eyes and the sadness in their aqua depths called her a liar.She was hurt, but she didn’t hate that man.

“I thought he was dead.”Kason spoke without thinking.He didn’t want to be intrigued by Wren, her handsome-as-fuck ex and whatever convoluted history they clearly shared.

“Myotherex.”She crossed her arms as if to shield herself from his reaction, though she had no idea how opposite it would be from what she expected when she clarified.“I was in love with them both.At the same time.But when Johnny died, Jordan and I fell apart.Except I can’t seem to get rid of him all of a sudden.Excuse me, please.I’m going to take care of that right now.”

Kason hoped everyone was too distracted by the spectacle Wren’s very-alive ex, her five smokin’ friends, and now Wren herself were making to notice the steel rod in Kason’s pants.She’d saidwhat?

Had he heard her correctly?

And just because suit-guy and someone else had shared Wren, that didn’t mean they’d shared each other.In Kason’s mind, though, that’s exactly what he was picturing, just as he had earlier.

Had some part of his subconscious picked up on their matching sorrow?

He didn’t have time to think about it more because right then Wren whirled around, and strode toward the spot where her friends were clearly trying to corral her ex.

Kason gestured to Van, then pointed to the brewing situation before diving in himself.

There was no chance in hell he could walk away now.

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