Dating a Metro Man by Donna McDonald Read Free Book Online

need you to do something for me,” Seth said quietly.
    Casey shrugged. “Sure. As long as it’s not illegal—well unless it’s going to be a lot of fun, and then we can talk,” he joked.
    Alarm bells went off when Seth didn’t even try to fake a laugh. He had parented the boy enough to know that Seth had done something wrong or at least something he perceived as very bad.
    “Jenna and I—we had a really serious fight a couple days ago. I hurt her, and worse than when we were dating. When I left, I heard her crying from the hallway outside. I need you to check on her or get someone to check on her. I—I can’t tell you what happened between us, but I finally burned every bridge I ever built with her. But I can’t stand wondering if she’s—hell,” Seth said, clenching his jaw. “Will you check on her for me?”
    “Sure,” Casey said. “You want me to give her a message from you.”
    Seth shook his head.
    “It wouldn’t do any good. Jenna is never going to believe anything you tell her about me ever again. It’s too late to take back what happened between us. All I can do now is keep my distance like she asked me to, and that’s what I’m going to do. I just need to know she’s okay so I don’t lose what’s left of my mind.”
    “You got it,” Casey said, leaning forward and pushing his beer to Seth. “Drink this. It won’t solve anything, but it might make you feel less like a bastard for a tiny bit of time. Then cut yourself a break so I don’t have to slap you around.”
    Seth snorted. “I wish you would slap me around right now.”
    “Too bad,” Casey said, focusing a smirk. “You’re old enough to face your own consequences. I do have your back though. That’s never going to change.”
    “If I tell you I love you, will you kick my ass then?” Seth said, almost smiling.
    “Nah—Alexa has made me all mushy. I’m practically a metro man myself,” Casey said, signaling for two more beers. “Scares the hell out of me sometimes. Kaiser in SydneyB clothes can walk that edge. I’m not made that way. I only know one type of manhood. It doesn’t include much sensitivity outside of the bedroom.”
    “ Did you just call me a metro man? Damn, Casey, is that what you think of me?” Seth said, laughing despite his self-loathing. He rubbed a hand over his bristly chin. “Well, I guess I can see where you get that impression, and maybe it’s mostly true. Though I have to say I’ve recently been in touch with my inner Neanderthal. It ultimately cost me my last chance with Jenna.”
    “Maybe not,” Casey said, grinning. “Alexa said she’d talked Jenna into dating you again, but she wasn’t sure how long it was going to take Jenna to come around to the idea.”
    Seth closed his eyes in mental anguish. Once again his timing with Jenna sucked more than he could handle knowing. “Well, I ruined that, but tell Alexa I said thanks for trying.”
    The beers landed on the table and they each picked up a cold one.
    “Here’s to you staying in touch with your inner Neanderthal. It makes me feel like you’re actually related to me,” Casey said, laughing and clinking his glass on Seth’s.
    “Here’s to you figuring out clean fingernails and nice clothes don’t make a damn difference to how good you are in bed,” Seth said, grinning for the first time in several days.
    “You sound like Kaiser,” Casey said dryly, “but then come to think of it, he ended up being the only man good enough in bed for the sex therapist.”
    “Yeah, Regina is amazing. I’m guessing her standards are pretty high,” Seth said, looking at the ceiling as he contemplated the extent of what Dr. Regina Logan knew and what kind of man could possibly keep up with her.
    Both Casey’s eyebrows shot up. “Something else you want to tell me about, Seth?”
    “I’m just saying—oh hell, forget it. I’m in a weird damn mood,” Seth said morosely, sipping his beer and heaving out a breath.
    If he kept on