After work, Brodie and Saige go to Julia’s apartment to check up on her as Romy asked. She invites them to dinner. While there, they run into Ben and he accuses Saige of having an affair with Brodie. His rudeness really pisses Brodie off and he punches Saige’s ex in the nose.
The men carried Ben upstairs, depositing him on the couch. Not much was left in the apartment. Saige had forgotten that the movers had been there. They left him the bare essentials for survival. He had all this clothing, but the bed and dresser were gone. His underwear and socks were neatly stacked in boxes.
“Anything of yours they missed?”
Saige looked around, shaking her head. “Looks like they cleaned him out. Good.” She resisted the urge to kick him while he was unconscious. She took her key off her ring and dropped it on the floor by the couch. With a happy smile, she left the apartment slamming the door behind her. “You have no idea how good that felt!”
“And you never have to see him again.” Brodie kissed her cheek. “He’s finally out of your life.”
“Thanks to you and Romy. I couldn’t have done this without you guys.” She started to cry, but it was from relief, not sorrow.
“Speaking of Romy.” Harmony looked at his watch. “He should be getting in any minute. Trevor and Brent are picking him up. And you, young lady, have an appointment to keep.”
“I do? What?”
They all laughed at her surprise. Passing the turn to Suzie’s, they headed west to the airport. Pulling into the drive at the airport Hilton, Harmony stopped the car. He and King flanked her as they rushed into the lobby and took the elevator to the penthouse suite. Brodie drove the SUV to a parking place to wait for them.
Harmony opened the door as King kept watch in the hallway. They scooted her inside, closing the door behind her. King checked the suite as Harmony waited by Saige. When they finished their check, both of them flanked the door outside, leaving her puzzled and alone in the room. A few minutes later, the door opened behind her, shutting quickly. She turned, surprised by the sudden entrance. Romy stood there with his arms wide, grinning like a fool.
“Romy!” She launched herself at him, arms around his neck and legs circling his waist. “Oh, I missed you!”
“Saige,” he grunted. “Honey, too much—enthusiasm.” He was going red in the face.
She realized what she was doing when he gave her a jab in the ribs.
“I’m so sorry!” She released his neck, kissing his face, leaving a trail of lip gloss in her wake.
“I’m happy to see you too.” He chuckled, carrying her to the bed. “I figured this was better than displacing my brothers. But I must caution you not to scream too loudly, or you’ll upset the men. They might think we’re killing one another in here.”
“I promise! Did you eat yet?”
“Yeah. Nice thing about private flights, they feed you well. How about you?”
“Julia fed us. We had fish and chips at lunch and roast with Yorkshire pudding for dinner.”
“Sounds delicious. Only one thing I like to eat better than roast and Yorkshire pudding, but my Gran wouldn’t like it if I served it for supper.”
Giggling, Saige slung his jacket across the room, leading him to the bed by his tie. They flopped on the king sized bed, laughing and kissing. Once again, their love making was playful and experimental. Saige drew from her mental list of things to do and tried as many as she could remember. Romy enjoyed and appreciated all of them. When they were showering later, she told him about the incident with Ben.
© 2012 Dellani Oakes