“Except I never gave you a chance before I punched you.” He sighs with a frown.

“Yep. And then, at that point, I was just dead set on pissing you off because I knew Hadleigh wanted me,” I admit.

“Shit. We totally fucked this up.” He chuckles softly, scratching his cheek.

I laugh. “Yeah, we’re kinda known for that.”

“So what made you come to your senses?” he asks, then notices my clothes. “All dressed up too, huh?” he muses.

“I can’t let her get away again. When I heard she was on a date and not having a good time, I knew I had to find her. And hopefully, when I show up, she’ll let me explain and forgive me.”

Fuck, I hope she does.

“Good. I want you both to be happy.”

“You’re really sure this is okay with you?” I ask, needing confirmation. “Because no matter how much alcohol I drink, I’m not sharing her again.”

He bellows out a laugh. “I wondered when you were gonna use that against me.”

I brush a hand through my hair. “And you’re to never bring it up.”

“Fair enough. And yes, I’m one-hundred-percent fine with you two being together. As long as you don’t hurt her because you know then I’ll have to properly fuck you up,” he threatens weakly.

I chuckle in amusement. “Deal.”

“Great, now you better get goin’ because it’s Saturday night, and traffic’s gonna get crazy in the city.” He waves me off.

“Thanks, Kane.”

My blood pumps as I speed down the road. I hope I’m not too late to intervene and tell her what I need to say. Harper said Hadleigh wasn’t having a good time, but what if that changes? What if he takes her back to his place?

The thought of her being with someone else has me seeing red, and I step on the gas. Interrupting this date could be the biggest mistake or the best decision I’ve ever made. Considering how the past few weeks have gone, she could be happy to see me or tell me to go fuck myself.

After twenty minutes, I get a text from Harper.

Harper: They just got to the Ale House.

Fuck, I need to get there faster.

Knox: Okay, thanks. Keep me updated.

Harper: Just remember who gets to be the godparent of your kids.

Knox: Deal.

The rest of the drive seems to take forever. Of course, I hit every red light in San Angelo, and the traffic is shit because of the show. I’m losing my patience, but I’m more than thankful that Harper has kept her promise to keep me in the loop.

When I pull up to the restaurant, I read the last text Harper sent to me.

Harper: She’s still there. Now is your chance. ;)

Knox: I owe you.

Harper: Yes, you do!