“Fuck off with that bullshit. If I’d been Alexandra, then what? He’d have finished what he tried with her the day before.”
“He was there the day before?” Ryan asked.
I nodded and slung the mop back and forth faster than I should have. “Yeah, I interrupted him just as Lex hit him with a rolling pin.”
Killian choked on laughter. “That’s fucked up.”
“Yeah, so I didn’t care if I had to beat his ass while naked and wet.”
Ryan moved to the high-top tables. “Yeah, that asshole deserves a lesson.”
I kept moving across the common room, making sure the floor had a high shine. “How did the bar’s soft opening go last night?”
“Not so soft,” Ryan muttered.
“What’s that mean?”
Ryan glanced at Killian, then at me. “Let’s just say I almost became a twin instead of a triplet.”
The air went tense.
“They were talkin’ about Mick. You’d have done the same damn thing,” Killian bit out.
Ryan took a deep breath. “Brother, you know how gorgeous our sister is. They aren’t the first assholes to talk like that and won’t be the last.”
Killian stared at him for a long moment. “Well, she isn’t dressing like that again. That’s for damn sure. On a Lark isn’tCoyote Uglyor some shit.”
I looked between the two of them, then locked eyes with Killian. “Did you tell Mickayla that? And did she agree?”
Killian sneered at me. “Mop the damn floor, Raff.”
I chuckled. “Right. Lex and I are gonna be there tomorrow night.”
Ryan glowered at me. “Oh fuck no. If you’re there, you’re workin’.”
Blood strolled into the common room. “Did I hear a prospect give another prospect an order?”
“Sounded that way to me,” Beast said.
Blood scuffed his boot on the floor where I had already mopped. “You missed a spot, prospect.”
One thing about being a prospect… it put me in close touch with my temper and forced me to control it.
“Over here, too,” Beast said after he stomped his boot in an area I hadn’t gotten to yet. He left behind a pile of dirt that looked like chocolate cake crumbs. “Did you even sweep first?”
Blood grinned, then pointed his finger at me. “Fuckin’ sparkle.”
“How many more months of this do we have?” Ryan asked in a low voice.
“Don’t ask. They’ll stretch it out,” I said.
Chapter seventeen
More Over the Top
Alexandra
Iopenedthedoorto Aunt Jackie and Mom coming up the walk to Rafferty’s house.
