Chapter 8

As soon as the door shut behind Chloe, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.

I picked up my phone and called Ryan, asking him to cancel the VIP suite.

“What’s going on?” Ryan asked, confused.

“Jason put Chloe Daniels in that suite, and she’s been strutting around without a scratch. Oh, and she charged it to my card.”

“She even came here just to gloat,” I added, my voice dripping with annoyance.

Ryan was silent for a moment before muttering, “I’ve never met someone so shameless. I’ll handle it.”

“Thanks, Ryan. You feel like cooking some corn and pork rib soup today?”

“Sure, sure. Just boss me around, why don’t you?”

“Well, you are my brother—Ryan!” I teased.