“No problem. We’ll see you tomorrow at the club,” Riker said with an attitude.
As Riker passed Chastity, she turned to look at him and her expression was blank.
“See you tomorrow, Chastity,” Riker said.
“Yes. We’ll see you tomorrow,” Nash added then they entered the elevator.
Nash noticed that Colt looked at Chastity, then he looked at them, and the man was shooting daggers at them. The doors closed.
“Fuck!” Riker stated then banged his hand against the elevator wall.
Nash remained quiet. He had enough to deal with, with his own reaction here. That kiss, those lips. “That definitely can’t happen again.”
Riker just stared at him with anger in his eyes.
* * * *
“Okay, so what happened after Desi was escorted out of the club? What happened between you, Riker, and Nash Riley?” Colton asked.
Chastity stared at him a moment. Colt was her best friend and one of her only friends aside from Adelina, who she’d only met months ago.
She covered her face with her hands.
“They kissed me.”
“Wow! You go, mamma. Not one, but two dangerous, intimidating, and sexy men. I could have told you that they were interested since meeting them at Flynn and Jett’s office.”
“Cut it out, Colt Morgan, or I swear, I’ll tell Carlisle that you have a thing for him.”
Colt raised one eyebrow in the most adorable way then gave her that look of his. “No one has figured out that I’m gay but you. Carlisle is not for me anyway. He’s too gay.”
Chastity laughed out loud. “This coming from a man who has more high heels than any other woman I know.”
“Oh…please. I hardly ever dress in drag. It wouldn’t go over well with the majority of my clients if they knew the truth.”
“That’s because the majority of your clients have been macho, heterosexual males. Why put yourself through such torture?”
He shook his head. He looked so serious suddenly, and she didn’t mean to upset him.
Colt was strong and had great masculine qualities, but he just preferred men over women.
“I’m sorry,” she said then cuddled up next to him on the couch.
He pulled her legs onto his lap then pulled off her heels. “So, are you staying for a while again?”
She took a deep breath then sighed. “I don’t want to impose.”
“No. You stay. Desi is getting worse. His actions are definitely psycho level. Let me call in a favor to some friends.”
She started to decline the offer, but he began tickling her toes and then her calves. “Agree!” he demanded, and in between his tickling tactics, she agreed.
“Fine. Fine, do it. I just don’t want another scene like tonight to happen in front of the Rileys. They’re our clients, and it was so unprofessional tonight. I was completely embarrassed.”
She leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Colt leaned back, too. “Honestly, Chastity, I’ve known you for three years now. Don’t lie to me, and don’t lie to yourself. You like the both of them.”
She stared into his big brown eyes, and knew that she could trust him. He was her best friend.