Traded (Nashville Grizzlies, #1)

by Carly Marie

“You did what? Dad!” I knew Leo was nearby, probably right next to my dad, so I pleaded to him. “Leo! Come on. Seriously?” Leo chuckled. “I’m sorry, kiddo. He did it while I was getting a shower. I have thoroughly scolded him, but what’s done is done. For what it’s worth, Trevor didn’t seem that upset. Surprised but not against it.” I flopped back on my bed, mortified that my dad had called Trevor to ask for me to have a place to stay. My flight was in five hours, Easton was due home at any minute, and I was still packing. Until my dad had decided to be helpful, I had been more excited than nervous about the move. The front door opening drew my attention and a sigh from me. “Easton’s home. Gotta go.” “It will be fine, kiddo. Let us know when you get into Nashville. Love you.” “Love you too.” I might have groaned the words, but it couldn’t be helped. Easton found me a few seconds later, still flat on my bed but with a pillow over my head. “Looks like things are going well here.” I growled into the pillow and felt the bed dip. The pillow was pulled from my face and Easton’s face was way too close to mine as he spoke. “Doms do not pout.” “They do when their parents get involved in their lives.” Easton flopped down beside me. “Tell me, what did Tom do this time?” I angled my head backward so I could see Easton, though from this position he was upside down. “He called Trevor Cane and asked him if I could stay at his place until I got my feet under me.” “Seriously?” Easton got t...