Chapter 104

Dante runs a hand over the top of Ryan’s head, mussing his hair. “I know, baby. Just think, this time tomorrow—”

“My mom will be racing around the house,” Ryan tells him with a wry grin, “making sure I’ve got everything packed. She’ll check my bags three times at least and ask me over and over again to call when I get in. So I don’t really want to think about this time tomorrow if I can help it, okay?”

Wheeling Ryan out of the elevator, Dante laughs and says, “I like your mom.”

Ryan grins as they head for the locker rooms. “She likes you, too. Where are you taking me now?” Before they go much farther, Dante stops. He leans back against the wrestling mats that line the wall and crosses his arms, frowns at Ryan until he asks, “What?”

“She likes me?” Dante wants to know. When Ryan nods, Dante chews on his lower lip and pouts at the floor, admitting, “I thought maybe she was getting tired of me.”