I’ve just been so nervous about going out in public with them, pretending to be their wife. But I have to get past that at some point.
I shower and stand in front of my closet for twenty minutes before settling on a black dress that’s shorter than anything I’ve ever worn. It fits like it was made for me.
Because it was.
By the time I head downstairs at ten, Evan is waiting in the living room, dressed in dark jeans and a fitted shirt. He looks up when I enter and goes still.
“Holy shit.”
Oh no! I picked out the wrong outfit. “Is it too much?”
“It’s perfect.” He stands and crosses to me, eyes dragging over the dress. “You look incredible.”
Callum appears from the hallway, and he stops when he sees me. “Well, fuck.”
Evan grins. “Told you.”
“I hate that you’re right.” Callum moves closer, circling me slowly. “This is going to be a problem.”
“What problem?” I ask.
“Every guy in that club is going to want you.” He stops in front of me. “And they can’t have you.”
“Because I’m yours,” I finish, the words strange in my mouth.
“Exactly.” His grin is wicked. “Let’s go show you off.”
Silas emerges from his office as we head for the door. He’s in his suit, tie loosened, exhaustion written across his face. He sees me and stops.
Evan notices. “We’re taking her out. Don’t wait up.”
Silas’s eyes drag from my heels to the hem of my dress to my face. “Have fun.”
“We will,” Callum promises.
We’re halfway to the door when Silas speaks again.
“Tania.”
I turn.
His expression is unreadable. “You look beautiful.”
The compliment sounds different coming from him. Silas doesn’t say things he doesn’t mean.
“Thanks.”
We’re out the door, into the elevator, and I’m between two men who smell too good and stand too close and look too hot.
CHAPTER 5
Callum
The driver opens Tania’s door first.
I watch her step out onto the sidewalk, all legs and black fabric and red hair catching the streetlights. The line outside the club stretches a block.
Paparazzi outside take photos of us the second we get out of the car. By morning, it’ll be online. Society pages will mention the Locke triplets out with a woman. Speculation will build. The executor will see it.
