I shook my head.
“Are you opposed to it?”
I cocked an eyebrow, curious where he was going with this.
Rule’s grin was slow and wicked. “You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”
I held his gaze and waited.
“I wanna fuck you, Jinx. You have a problem with that?”
I shook my head. I wasn’t opposed to it. In fact, I’d been hoping.
That night, I gave myself to Rule. And whether he knew it or not, I’d been his ever since.
“Okay, fine,” Laikyn huffed. “You win. I won’t ask about your sex lives. Clearly, you’re both sensitive.”
Rule barked a laugh. “Keep it up, butterfly. I’ll put you over my knee.”
“Ooh. I might like that.” Laikyn looked at me, her eyes imploring me to believe her. “I really might.”
If I thought for a minute life would be dull with Laikyn around, I was delusional. And I got the feeling I’d only seen a glimpse.
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Rule
“All right. What do you say wechange the subject,” I told Laikyn.
She huffed. “Fine. I don’t want to offend your delicate sensibilities, and you’re both far too prude to talk about sex anyway.”
I snorted and looked at Jinx. I wasn’t sure what was going through his head, but he was clearly amused. That hadn’t been the case when I walked in on him and Laikyn in the kitchen a short time ago. If I were to wager a guess, I would’ve said he was a bit taken aback by the woman. I knew the feeling. When she dug her claws into something, she did not let go. After all, look at the lengths she went to push me to my breaking point. She knew I wanted her, and she pulled out all the stops to get me to give in.
She was something else.
“What exactly do you do all day?” she set her plate aside and reached for her water glass. “I mean at work.”
“Whatever needs to be done.”
“So you’re like on call or something?”
“Yes.”
“And when someone calls, you come running?”
“Yes.”
“From what I’ve read online, you’re the only person the FBI’s looking into. Do they know about your … employees?”
“They know what I let them know.”
Laikyn chewed on her lip for a moment. “And your employees … do they do whatever you tell them?” She waved her hand at Jinx. “Or are they the brains behind the operation?”
I smirked. “We all do what’s necessary to get shit done. No, they don’t sit behind a desk all day. Unless that’s the job.”
She was sitting cross-legged on one sofa, wearing nothing but my T-shirt, and since I was sitting across from her, I had the perfect view between her legs. Of course, the little minx knew that, and I got the feeling she was torturing me on purpose.
“Is it safe to talk about … stuff here?” Laikyn peered around as though seeking someone lurking in the bushes.
