“Okay, Elliot, seriously?Ew, for starters. I’ve never been with a woman and have no desire to. That’s in addition to the fact that I’m perfectly happy with you and Sir. You two are my life. But you also know damn well how the sausage gets made in this town. I was trying to befriend her and get her to let her guard down around me. This is no different than me sending you out to dinner with Yasmine.”
Finally, he blows out a long breath and wraps his arms around me. “Sorry, Sir,” he mumbles against my stomach. “I told you, I’m territorial.”
I hold him, relieved that he’s bought it. “I know, buddy. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was visiting her. You didn’tneedto know, and I was trying not to put anything on your plate that didn’t have to be there. Leo didn’t even know until today. I wanted to make sure she wasn’t up to some bullshit. Guess that’s not a worry now.”
“Should I call Stella?”
“I wouldn’t. Not yet. I don’t know if they’ve talked to her yet. I gave the detectives her info. I don’t even know if they’ve notified Grace’s family. They should hear it first from the authorities, not from you or your sister.”
He tips his face up again. “I love you, Sir,” he whispers. “I don’t ever want it left unsaid.”
I lean in and kiss him, taking my time. “Love you, too, boy. Don’t worry—you’re never getting rid of me.”
I desperately hope that’s not a lie.
