Faced with the questioning and angry glares from his three ladies, Andrew maintained his innocent expression as he firmly denied it.

"Lauren, Fran, Aspen, don't believe this guy. He's just jealous of me and trying to slander me!"

Hank sneered. "Andrew, you and Chantelle said you were checking into a hotel right in front of me. Now you want to deny it?"

Andrew's expression remained calm. He used the oldest skill in a seasoned man's playbook—deny till the end.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Hank. If you want to frame me, at least come up with a better story! Lauren, do you trust him or me?"

Lauren did not hesitate. "We trust you! But that doesn't mean it's entirely impossible either."

Francesca scoffed. "Honey, if you really got involved with Ms. Garcia, just say it. We won't blame you."

Aspen nodded quickly. "Exactly. Ms. Garcia's actually not bad at all. We'd gladly welcome her to the team."

Hank almost exploded from jealousy.

Where on earth could a man find