“I’m not—” He makes an incredulous sound before dropping his arm. “I’m being supportive and lovable. If I were trying to get into your pants, you’d know it.” My lips twitch as I open the bedroom door. “As if I’d even try right now,” he adds, following me down the hall. “Your Ellis could rip me in half. I’m not a small guy, Lucky-boy. But that man scares me.”
