After dinner, the men went outside in the backyard to 'play ball' as Benjamin had said.

Putting the dishes in the dishwasher, I stared through the small window as Benjamin explained something to Blake and Noah waved his hands, helping. I could see my mate was uncomfortable, but he was trying and acting friendly.

“He looks like a tough cookie,” Rose commented, hiding my view.

I hissed.

“Don't hinder my view.” I stepped aside and saw Blake examining the ball and the two other men waiting for him to throw it. He did. Laughter filled the backyard.

“Casey...” Rose drawled, seeking my attention, and her blue hair stood in front...