But Dash wasn’t wrong. Thanks to dear old Dad, they were all screwed up when it came to relationships. Their father had been a cheating son of a bitch, hence they’d ended up with a half sister they hadn’t known about until after Kenneth Kingston had died. But despite Dash’s view of relationships, Xander had always wanted to settle down with the woman he loved.

His gaze drifted to Sasha, who was laughing at something Aurora said while holding Leah up on her shoulder. At the sight of her with the baby in her arms, Xander swallowed hard. Fuck. He couldn’t look at her and think about things he wouldn’t have. Not with her.

“How do you pick just one woman?” Dash asked, his stare now on Beck and Chloe.

Xander blinked at Dash’s stupid statement. “You’re a dick,” he muttered. “And if you aren’t careful, you’re going to get yourself in trouble. Aren’t you tired of the groupies? Waking up hungover with a strange woman in your bed?”

“No.” Dash shrugged, then his shoulders fell. “Maybe. It’s complicated and hard to think about when everything else is falling apart.”

“Where are the guys?” Xander asked. Dash had gone home after they’d set up the backyard to see what was going on with his band.

“Went home. Dominic is done.” He cringed at the statement. “We all need to figure out what the fuck to do now that our drummer is out.” Dash ran a hand through his long hair and groaned.

“Cassidy’s brother’s a drummer,” Sasha said, sidling up alongside him. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude.”

Dash was manning the grill now, so Xander stepped back and slipped an arm around her waist. She looked up at him with wide eyes and a shocked expression. He’d never said they had to hide things, only that whatever they were this time, it had an expiration date.

“Who’s Cassidy?” Dash asked, taking the last burger off the grill and shutting off the gas.

“My personal assistant and best friend. Her brother is Axel Forrester. He was with–”

“Caged Chaos. We met at Coachella a couple of years ago. I heard they broke up and he was going solo.” Dash cocked his head. “Can you get me his number? Maybe he wants to jam with us. See how we mesh?”

“Sure. I’ll talk to Cass later. No problem.”

Xander squeezed her side in thanks. She eased herself against him and his cock hardened even more in his shorts, which was saying something considering he’d been in a constant state of arousal since this morning. And again when he’d seen Sasha in that flirty outfit that rippled in the breeze and showed off all her tanned legs and gorgeous skin.