"The hell you don't. Who was this guy? Why did we never hear about him?"

"Did you run all the girls you were seeing by me?" I try deflecting, but regret it immediately seeing Jena flinch and knowing I unintentionally caused her pain.

"Don't change the subject. I'm going to need more information. Who was the guy?"

"You don't have to worry about him. He won't be an issue, trust me." I look at Jena again, but she won't make eye contact with me.

what's up? Why won't you tell us?" Oliver tries for a softer approach. "If

stuff it? They can f*ack around however they want, but the first mention of me hanging with a guy who isn't them sends them into guard mode. Even

of him is currently in a box." I stand taking my plate back to the kitchen. I

as a part of that mission I went on a date with a guy who is now dead. But my guys sometimes get tunnel vision when it comes to me and they forget who is

already caused enough of a stir with our seating arrangement, I'm sure most of

of it is already upstairs, but I'm done pandering to the Cunninghams. These idiots need to see when they aren't wanted. You are my guests and you are staying in my

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