Page 54 of Daddy's Little Farmer

Chapter Twenty-Six

He followed Tabitha into the building and up the elevator. When they stepped out, the huge room across the hallway looked and sounded like it was already packed.

“I need a drink, darling. Can you get me some champagne? And it better be good.”

He nodded and looked around. Off to the left were some of his friends, Darian, Gage, and Kaleb. If looking could freeze a heart, they would have done it.

“What are you doing by the door?” he asked.

“We’re waiting for our women,” Darian said. “I see you decided to bring your mistress.”

“She’s not my fucking mistress. She just knows how to talk with these people.”

“Oh, and Mara wouldn’t?” Kaleb asked.

“No. She’s never been in situations like this.”

“Either had my little, but I would have never left Larkin home while I brought another woman,” Darian said.

Rafael got frustrated. “You’re telling me that your littles enjoy these things?”

“Yes, they enjoy anything that lets them be with us,” Gage said. “They stay off to the side together and have a blast. They love watching people. They make up stories about them, and some of them are hilarious.”

Jesus, could he feel any lower?

The man he’d come to see just walked in. Fuck, he’d try to get out of there early, so he could be home.

“I need to talk to Trowbridge.”

“That’s fine,” Darian said. “Have a nice evening.”

Rafael sighed.

“One last thing. I regret that you ever met Mara and that I encouraged you to have her. I’ve got a dozen men that would kill for her, and now there’s no chance, and do you know why?” Darian asked.

“No.”

“Because once a little falls in love, there will be no other man she could feel that way with.”

“I love her, too.”

Rafael gritted his teeth when all three men laughed.

“If that’s love in your book, you’re fucked,” Gage said.

Rafael growled. “We’ll talk about this later.”

Darian shrugged. “I don’t think I want to hear any more about this. Get used to the idea of losing her, and once you have, it’s next to impossible to fix their broken hearts.”

Rafael felt like his jaws would snap at the anger that rolled through him. It wasn’t the time to get into this with them.

Tabitha came up and wrapped her arms around his. “Rafael, Trowbridge is asking about you.”

The distaste in the other men’s eyes made him feel like a snake.

“Hello, gentlemen. It’s nice to see you again,” Tabitha said.

“Still bulimic, I see,” Gage said, making her gasp. The other men laughed.

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