“Khia,” Labria warned, shooting her sister a look.
“What?” Khia shrugged innocently. “I’m just making conversation.” She turned back to me, her eyes sharp and assessing. “So, you’re overseeing this move?”
“Yes,” I confirmed, intrigued by her directness. Most people tiptoed around me, measuring every word. Not Khia.
“Hmm.” Khia looked me up and down without apology.
Labria cleared her throat. “Nicco, why are you really here? I’m sure you have more important things to do than supervise a move.”
“Maybe I wanted to see if you were okay,” I said, meeting her skeptical gaze.
Labria’s expression softened, though suspicion still lingered in her eyes. “I appreciate the moving truck and the help. We should be done by this afternoon. I don’t have much, and I’m not taking anything that doesn’t belong to me.”
“I’m not here to interfere. I can keep your sister entertained while you direct the movers.”
Labria gave me a warning glare. “She doesn’t need to be entertained.”
Khia tilted her head at Labria. “Girl, go on. He’s not going to kidnap me.”
Labria rolled her eyes, made a huffing sound and followed one of the movers inside the house.
“Finally, I get to talk to you? Without my sister hovering?”
“Of course. It’s hot out here. Let’s go inside.” I said, extending my hand toward the open door. Khia walked inside the house, and I followed, intrigued and horny. Khia’s ass was fat in her yoga pants. I needed to focus.
Once we were in the kitchen, Khia turned to face me. Her posture was both defensive and sexy. “What exactly happened between my sister and your brother? She told me he cheated. But I know I’m not sure I’m getting the whole story from her.”
I studied her face, considering how much to reveal. Family loyalty dictated discretion, but there was something about Khia’s directness that deserved brutal honesty.
“How long are you in town?” I asked.
“Don’t change the subject.” She blurted, and my eyes went from her tits to her face.
“Labria believes Lord was unfaithful with a woman named Lolita,” I said carefully. “Your sister claims to have some evidence of this. Pictures, text messages. She even says she saw them together.”
“And she told you this?”
“Yeah, despite her obvious dislike for me. When she moved here with Lord, she became family. We are reluctantly close in like, a brother sister way.”
“Huh, I swear this girl don’t tell me shit.” Khia hissed. “Did he? Cheat?” Khia pressed.
“I don’t know. I don’t believe so,” I admitted. “It’s not Lord’s style, and he’s never mentioned Lolita to me in that context. But something convinced sister he was unfaithful.”
“So, do you think my sister is making it up?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I think Labria believes what she saw. But I also think there might be more to the story. Probably some innocent flirting and miscommunication. They are both being stubborn, and they aren’t talking to each other.”
Khia considered this. “And now she’s staying with...” She trailed off, waiting for me to fill in the blank.
“Maurizio,” I supplied. “Lord’s cousin. Yes, she’s living with him.”
“Is he really Lord’s blood cousin?” Khia asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“Yes. He’s my cousin and which makes him Lord’s cousin.” I watched her reaction carefully.
“Is she just leaving there?”
“Ah.” There was no need for me to sugarcoat it. “She’s living in his house, in his bed.”
