Chapter 17 Unlikely Allies

• The peaceful atmosphere in Lance's living room was suddenly shattered by the sound of the front door flying open, followed by a boisterous voice. "Lance, my man! You won't believe what happened last night after you left with your damsel in distress!"
• Lance's head snapped up, his gray eyes widening with surprise and exasperation. "Devin? What are you doing here?"
• Devin sauntered into the living room, his hazel eyes sparkling with their usual mischief. His wavy chestnut hair was artfully tousled, complementing his designer jeans and crisp white button-down shirt with a navy blazer that screamed both casual and expensive. A gold watch glinted on his wrist, completing the image of a man who was both wealthy and aware of it.