Chapter 58

Ebony's POV

Two hours later, we had music playing out of a speaker while everyone was hanging out in the open yard area behind the townhouses. Zed was grilling, and Teagan was playing football with the rest of the guys minus Rocco while I sat at a plastic picnic table.

My back was against the edge of the table while my legs were sprawled out in front of me, mostly-bare thanks to the jean shorts I had on. The sun felt nice on my skin, and the light breeze kept the yard from getting too hot.

Listening to the sizzle of the grill and chatting with Zed about a chef he worked with, I felt at peace in a way I hadn’t in a long time.

My eyes caught on a glint of gold, and I turned my head to see Rocco crossing the yard, his hands tucked in the pockets of his basketball shorts. His hair was longer than I remembered and messy as shit, but he was there.

I was glad he’d decided to come, even though he’d made it clear he wasn’t planning on it over the phone earlier.<