Chapter 139

Dalton

Three Weeks Later

“Whatever.” I fling a rag at Caelin. “You absolutely did not get a woman my age to pay for your damn meal last night.”

“I didn’t ask her to,” he argues. “Talk to Remy, we were together. She paid for both of our meals.”

I shake my head. “You’re so full of shit.”

“She did!”

We’ve been giving him a hard time this morning. He and Remy went out for their weekly dinner and drinks, but they came back with this story about an older woman paying.

“Pictures or it didn’t happen.”

He throws the rag back at me. “I don’t need you all to believe me, I know what went on.”

I’m still chuckling as I make my way back over to the bay I’m working in. There’s a car up above my head, and I’m getting ready to change the oil when I feel a vibration in my pocket. Pulling my glove off, I reach in and grab my phone out. I’m surprised when I see Mandy’s name.

M: I need you to come home.

D: Home? I thought you were at work.

M: I had to leave. I need you here, D.