They discussed most of the details throughout the meal. Braden had a feeling he was more concerned for this matter than Shane.
It was Shane's wedding but Braden spent more time and effort on this than his own.
This was so messed up.
It was already eleven o'clock when they finished.
"Why don't I send you home?" Braden turned to the man beside him.
"I'm going to the company."
"Are you kidding me? You're dragging me to work at this hour?"
"Drive me there and you can go home. Give me a text if Charlotte's home."
Braden was stunned. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Do you have to do that? That's Rick's house, they can do anything behind the curtains. You can't control hormones, can you?"
Shane glared at him coldly.
Braden squirmed uneasily, then added boldly, "I don't care what you think. You can be with whoever you like but we have to win Christopher in the bidding this time."
"Yes."