“But Karina’s—”
“Yeah, Dante was coming regardless. My dad doesn’t think the rest of ’em woulda. Ex-stepdaughter ain’t a big motivator.”
“Old lady is?”
The corner of my mouth quirks up. “Fuck yeah.”
She seems to think that over for a second or two. “What else?”
“I can’t get into specifics, Kady. You understand that, right? It’s not that I’m disrespecting you. It’s a matter ofkeeping you safe.”
She nods once.
“Good. Now, Dad’s tryin’ to work out a deal with them. Been workin’ on it for a while. Things look promising. But Red Storm bitchin’ that you stole something ain’t makin’ us look good.”
“Shit. God dammit! Fuck that asshole. Blaise, I swear, I didn’t—”
“Hey, calm down. I know you didn’t do it.” I pause because I’m not sure how she’s gonna react to this next part. “If your sister questions you at all, and I mean any hint, you need to shut that down quick. Make it crystal clear you didn’t do it.”
The rant I was expecting doesn’t come. She nods. “Yeah, they’d exploit our relationship, wouldn’t they?”
I think what she’s really asking is, will I do that to her?
There’s no answer I can give her she’s gonna like.
“They’re tryin’ to protect their interests, Kady. That’s all. Don’t take it personally.”
“Yeah, I guess I can understand that.”
Holy fuck. Didnotexpect that from her.
“That’s it?” she asks.
“The other night, I told them—”
“You need me to act the part of your ol’ lady?”
I breathe out sigh of relief. “Yeah. Do not fuckin’ back-talk me in front of them.”
She lets out a heavy sigh and drops her gaze to the floor. “I’m not stupid, Blaise. I wouldn’t—”
“Hey.” I grip her chin and force her to look at me. “When we’re home, you fuckin’ sass me all you want. Love that fuckin’ filthy mouth of yours.”
Her tongue darts out, slicking over her top lip. “You do, huh?”
“You know it.”
The way she stares at me gets me worked up.
“What else do you like me to do with my filthy mouth?” she asks, batting her eyelashes.
My thumb rubs over her bottom lip, then I push inside. Her eyes close and she sucks on my thumb, getting my dick all sorts of excited that he’s next.
Gently, she scrapes her teeth over the pad of my thumb, and I almost lose it. “Get on your knees, Kady.” I barely recognize my own voice.
Five seconds later, she’s on the floor between my spread legs, hands in her lap.
“Take your tits out.”
