“I had no proof,” Giselle explained. “I would’ve sounded ridiculous.”
“My father’s helping,” I added.
Kason looked at me, then he looked back at Giselle. “You sure the guy didn’t hurt you?”
She shook her head. “I was in shock. I got the hell out of there.”
“That son of a bitch. He’s gonna pay,” he said.
“They both will if we find out Gino was involved,” I added.
Kason’s eyes cut to mine, but his expression gave nothing away.
“I should probably go so you two can…” Giselle started to walk toward the door.
I grabbed her wrist. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Kason stared at my hand on her skin.
“He’s going to have to deal with it,” I said, like he wasn’t standing right there.
“The fuck I am.” Kason made for the front door. “Neither of you better be here when I get back.” And then he was gone, disappearing outside and slamming the door behind him.
Giselle
“Well, that went well,” Thayer said.
I laughed because the alternative was crying. I touched his face, looking for signs of bruising. “Are you okay?”
Thayer wrapped his arms around me. “Yeah, he didn’t hit me.”
“He tried.” I couldn’t conceal my guilt. “I’m sorry.”
“I was more worried about you.”
“I’m fine,” I said. “I expected the worst. So, him not breaking your nose is good.”
A sad smile touched his lips.
“I hate that I’ve come between the two of you. You’ve been best friends forever.”
“He’s just upset. And I get it. I’d be pissed too.”
“I called him after I saw Carlo. But, like you, he didn’t answer.”
“I’m not sure that would change his mind right now.”
“Come home with me,” I said.
“Don’t you think Kason’s heading there?” he asked.
“Better chance he’s heading to a bar.”
Thayer chuckled, probably because he knew I was right.
“Come on,” I urged, tugging on his hand. “You can use the door this time.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”