“I was going to serve Shiloh,” Creed deadpanned. “Well, you’ve serviced her enough tonight,” Keelan said in a put-off tone. Everything Keelan had been saying to Creed registered in my head at that moment and I blushed. Colt kissed the back of my hand to comfort me. Creed straightened in his chair. “Sounds like you’re jealous.” The glare Keelan fixed on Creed surprised me. It wasn’t a look I’d ever seen on his happy and carefree face. “What if I am?” he asked Creed. “I didn’t think pretty boys got jealous,” Creed snapped. Keelan smirked. “Sounds like I’m not the only one who’s jealous.”
