The ringtone sliced through the silence, halting Oliver in his tracks. He snatched up his cell from the table, ready to dismiss the call, but perked up at the sight of the caller ID.

Josefina, wiping drool from her lips, lounged on the couch farthest from Oliver, poised to make her exit.

Oliver's face was a mask of stormy steel, his voice glacial, "Pass the phone to him."

Soon enough, Rowan's irate grumbling bled through the line, "Day after tomorrow's my birthday, Oliver, you ungrateful bastard. Are you still trying to cage me? If the corporate world hears how you're treating me, aren't you afraid it'll tarnish the company's image?"

Oliver's scoff was tinged with amusement, "If you're not scared, why should I be?"

Caught off-guard, Rowan spat out a string of curses, "Oliver, you curse! I'm telling you, if you don't let me out, I'll bring us both down."

we're still family at the end of the day. We can't be the town's laughing

lost on him, "Afraid of being laughed at?

laughter. Oliver sure knew how to hit

Rowan's roar from the phone. "The nerve!

was light and mocking, "You seem to fancy that idea. Maybe tomorrow

was exasperated. He wanted to

her eyes wary, "I need to head home." She was thinking about the

closer, gently taking her hand,

disrupted, and he could also sense Josefina's fear. He knew she assumed he was going to sleep with

not that much

Josefina's hand, Oliver led her out and drove

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