“Maddox,” Malia replies, then narrows her gaze on Reid.“Don’t think I don’t know about the cookies.”
Unfazed, he glances around the kitchen.“Do you have any more?”
“No,” she snaps.“If you even think to go near my food, I will put your dick through a blenderandmake you watch.”
Liam takes a step back, his complexion ashen.“Are you related to the Carters?”
She glares at the man who has come here as a favour, making him flinch.“I was really hoping to like you, so please don’t go ruining it now.”
He holds his hands up, but his eyes widen at Reid.“No mention of the Carters.Got it.”
“I’m beginning to think we should do a DNA test,” I whisper.
Reid chuckles.“Would you really want the answer?”
“Go away,” I grumble, rolling my eyes at him.
“What’s this?”he asks, picking up the note from earlier.He begins to laugh.“You are so fucked.”
“What?”Malia asks, eyeing him like he has a few screws loose.
Before he can answer, I dive on his back, slapping my hand over his mouth.He tenses under me, mumbling incoherent words.“Nothing.We are going to look for some horses.”
“I thought you were staying?”she questions, probably wondering if the screw loose thing is contagious.
“Um, I forgot I promised Reid I’d help him look,” I lie, then growl when I feel his tongue across the palm of my hand.He mumbles something inaudible, so I decide to translate.“He said we will see you later.”
He sighs against my hand and begins to walk out of the kitchen with me still on his back.
Magnolia glances up from her book, her lips twitching.“Where are you two off to?”
“Going to search for the horses.”
“Can I come?”Milly asks.
“Not today,” I decline.
It’s not until we are outside that Reid mumbles something under my hand.I remove it slowly.
“Are you going to let me breathe now?”he utters.
“Depends on what you do next.”
He chuckles, the sound vibrating against my lady parts.“Are you planning on getting down?”he asks, walking toward the gate that leads to an open span of land.
I look over at the field overgrown with weeds and whatnot, trying to conjure up the memory of how much land there is.“Depends.Are we walking the entire time?”
“Well, I had planned to take the quad bike out, but I didn’t realise I’d have a passenger with me.”
I smack his shoulder.“Stop.Let’s go get it,” I order, feeling excitement bubble up inside me.“Why the fuck would you want to walk this landscape on a day like this?”
“Will you stop hitting me,” he demands, swinging around to walk back toward the house.“And you practically threatened my life to get me out of the house.I only complied because I value my life.”
I snort.“Are you always this dramatic?”
“Me!You’re the one who jumped on my back like a crazy woman.”
“I don’t want Malia to know who wrote the note.She’s got enough to deal with.”
