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His eyes drift to Rock. “Not if you want to live.”
“Where is she?” Baja asks.
“Over there with the girls.” The man locks eyes with me and grins, unwrapping his arm from Baja and extending it to me. “You must be Elaina. I’m Trez, Rock’s son. Nice to meet you.”
“Hi,” I mumble, trying to diagram a family tree in my head. Rock has a daughter and son.
Trez gestures toward Baja. “Has my man here been treating you right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Glad to hear it.” He shakes Baja’s shoulder. “Go introduce her to my ol’ lady and the birthday girl. I’m sure they’ll hit it off.”
“Thanks, man. I will. I just wanted to introduce her to Prez and VP.”
“Right.” He moves to sit on a barstool, and Baja introduces me to a man sitting next to Rock.
“Darko, this is Elaina. Elaina, this is our VP.”
I shake his hand. He’s got dark hair with a bit of gray at the temples, about the same age as Rock. His eyes are a dark brown, and he has a warm smile.
“How are you, darlin’?”
“Fine, thank you. Nice to meet you.”
“If you need any work on your car, he’s your man,” Baja says.
Darko grins. “True, but I mainly work on classic cars.”
“That’s fascinating. What kind? Like old fifties models?” I ask.
“More like American muscle cars. Mostly from the sixties and early seventies. Dodge Chargers, Pontiac GTOs, Chevy Camaros, Ford Mustangs, that kind of thing.”
“Wow, that’s really cool.”
“Yeah, he finds them, works on them, and sells them for a mint,” Baja adds.
I hear a sharp whistle from across the room, then someone calls out Baja’s name. Turning I see a girl waving him over. It’s not the girl who came to the house. I really hope she’s not here.
Baja hooks an arm around me. “Come on. That’s my cue; they want to meet you.”
As we approach, I see they are all beautiful. Several children play on the floor nearby. Rosie’s tail wags as they chase her around in circles, squealing in delight.
“Elaina, this is Lola. She’s Rock’s daughter and Trez’ sister. She’s with Memphis.” The woman is a stunning blonde, tall and lean with hair down to her waist.
“Hello, Lola.”
“And this is Trez’s ol’ lady, Isabella.” She has long copper curls and vivid green eyes.
“How do you do?” I ask.
“And this is Kate, Utah’s ol’ lady.” She’s a pretty woman with a long blonde braid and golden-brown eyes. She’s wearing ripped jeans, glittery sneakers, and a ball cap. I like her right away.
“Hello.” I nod.
“Ladies, this is Elaina. It’s a long story of how we met. I think I’ll let her explain.” With that, he abandons me to them, with one last bit of warning. “Be nice to her, ladies.”
I stare open-mouthed as he walks to the bar. At least he has the decency to wink at me. Still, I want to kill him.
