Petty?
Yup, but it was the only weapon I currently had.
Actually, I had another one. I set down my wine and rolled over to grab the fob Onyx had given me. My long hair was wet and stuck all to me and my silk robe, but I was too tipsy to care. The hot shower and soak had helped my stress, especially when Darren told me Vex wouldn’t talk about Kole until the current mess had passed.
So he was trying to see if I’d beat his ass too? Or did he think this could end the mating prospects competition and he could just push Kole on me?
I wonder how Onyx would respond to that?
Or this fob. What was the point of this? I pressed it and he called me?
The thought of his deep voice made me shiver. It had been so nice, and even if he’d ended with telling me something I hadn’t wanted to hear… It had been nice.
I realized I’d pushed it without meaning to.
“Fuck,” I whispered and then mentally yelled at my dragons, asking which of them had been a brat. They both basically pointed at me and reminded me to grab my phone for when he called.
Except he didn’t.
“Right, of course it meant nothing,” I grumbled as I tossed the fob aside. My head snapped up when I heard something in the hallway and then I scrambled to sit up as it came to outside my door.
And then my door flew open, Onyx standing there looking ready for anything.
He did a double take, his pretty green eyes going wide and then looking over his shoulder. “She’s fine. False alarm.” He shoved someone back and tried to close the door again.
With him inside my room though.
“I need to hear the princess is fine,” someone snapped.
“I’m fine,” I called out. “I have no idea—”
“She’s fine,” Onyx growled, moving to block the doorway. “My mistake.”
“You don’t have permission to be—”
“It’s okay,” I interjected. “I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s—it’s fine. Thank you, but it’s fine. I’ll speak with him.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” the guard agreed.
I quickly thanked whoever before Onyx closed the door and turned to me.
He studied me and then cut a glance to the fob on the bed as he approached me. “You were testing me?”
“No, um—no, I thought…” I cleared my throat and then realized where his gaze was focused.
Namely, on my robe that was hanging open too much. Now I understood why he was so quick to block the view of others.
“Sorry,” I whispered as I went to fix it. I flinched when his hand covered mine. He moved to let me close it, but his skin was warm and it was ridiculously intimate given I was kneeling on my bed in only a robe in front of him.
“Why are you sorry when I’m staring at your body like a cad?” he murmured, meeting my gaze.
I felt my face flush and cleared my throat. “Sorry you had to see…” I looked away.
He chuffed. “See what?” He chuffed again when I didn’t answer. “How huge your breasts are?”
I swallowed loudly. “Sorry.”
He grabbed my chin and made me look at him, rage in his eyes. “Did he make you feel insecure about your body? Did he say something about your breasts?” He wouldn’t let me pull away and instead moved closer, his touch gentler. “Tell me, baby girl. Did Kole put down your body?”
