“Ni—”
“Take the damn pill, LiLi.”
“First, I’m not an errant child—”
“If you don’t take the pill voluntarily, Lyric, I’m gonna make it my mission to make you,” Doom warned.
I took the pill.
It wasn’t lost on me that my sisters couldn’t stop looking between me and Doom, a bit like they were watching a tennis match, and I decided I’d had enough. “I’d appreciate it if y’all would fuck off now, so I can get some work done.”
“Jaxon’s carrying everything into the dressing room, so I’ll go grab your laptop,” Harmony offered.
“Thanks,” I said, and my sisters went their separate way.
Doom, however, lingered.
“You can go too,” I said.
He leaned down. “Open.”
“Open what?”
“Your mouth.” He crossed his arms. “For now.”
I shivered even as I wrinkled my nose. “I will not.”
“Did you cheek your meds?”
“What?” I snapped. “No.”
“Open so I can see.”
“Oh my god, Lincoln—”
He leaned in, almost nose-to-nose with me, and whispered a sexy threat, “If you don’t want me to kiss you, and investigate personally if that pill went down your throat, you better open your goddamn mouth.”
Call me crazy, but I suddenly wanted him to kiss me.
Instead, I opened my mouth and raised my tongue.
Doom looked as disappointed as I felt as he stood again.
“Doom!”
We both looked to see a woman waving him over. I didn’t recognize her, but I deduced it was one of Wynn’s assistants. Wynn was organizing the auction and I know she’d asked several firefighters to help her with it.
“Fuck,” he breathed out. “You good?”
I took a deep breath. “As I’ve said,multipletimes, I’m fine.”
“Well, yeah, damn fine, but are you okay?”
“Doom!” she called again.
“Goddammit.”
I cocked my head. “You better go.”
