“I’m just surprised that you want to let us girls into your bachelor pad. Does this mean you’ll pick up the dirty flannel shirts from your bathroom floor?” “What?” Killian’s mouth falls open in outrage. “Who told you that? I do not leave my shirts on the floor.” “Nobody.” “It was Ryder, wasn’t it?” “I’m saying nothing,” I reply lightly. “That asshole. I’m gonna run him over with my truck. He’s the one who leaves dirty socks everywhere. Even in our damn cabin, and he doesn’t live there.”