“You were busy, and I was bored.” My sister shrugs and walks out of the kitchen.
Fucking hell, this is not the conversation I wanted to be having with Poppy yet. I wanted her to fall for me first. I wanted to make it harder for her to walk away.
Chapter Sixteen
Organized crime.I heard that right. I’m certain I did. He admitted his family is involved in organized crime. This is the moment I walk out, the reason I’ve been looking for to really put an end to whatever strange hold this man has over me.
Is that what I do?
No. Despite what I’ve seen, I can’t help but still want him.
“You should do whatever it is you need to do to get this cleaned up and then we’re going to dinner with my cousins,” I tell Sammie.
He tilts his head. His eyes bore into mine, assessing me. I have no idea what he’s looking for. But eventually, he smiles. “You sure you want us to come to dinner?”
“You need to eat.” I shrug. “You’re going to need your energy to deliver all those orgasms you promised me later tonight.”
“Imogen, we’re going now!” Sammie yells out. Stepping towards me, he takes hold of my hand and starts pulling me out of the room. “Let’s go before whatever shock you’re clearly in wears off and you come to your senses.”
“Wait… Don’t you need to do something about him?” I point to the body currently attached to the cabinet.
It’s not the first dead person I’ve seen. It’s not the first tortured corpse I’ve seen either. There are things my father and uncle and now even my cousins have had to do in order to keep the ranch in the hands of the family. There are things that we don’t speak about publicly. Butwhatever it takeshas always been the family motto. It’s something we all live by.
I’ve personally never had to do anything illegal. My mother was very insistent on keeping me as far away from that side of the ranch as possible. Little good it did her, though.
“Those two will deal with it when they wake up,” Sammie says, looking at the guys currently sleeping on the table.
Imogen chooses this moment to walk out. My smile widens. She did not take my warning seriously, because the dress she has on is gorgeous and does nothing to hide her body.
“I’m sorry you saw this. It’s not his fault, just so you know. Heisa good guy. Don’t hold this against him,” Imogen tells me.
“I know he’s a good one.” I nod.
“Let’s go. This dinner needs to happen already. I’ve got plans tonight.”
“I heard and that’s something I can’tunhear by the way,” Imogen grumbles from behind us.
“I’m driving. You can leave your car here and get it later,” he says as he leads us out of the house.
“Or… you could just come with me,” I tell him.
“Yeah, that’s not happening. Again. You take the termdrive it like you stole itliterally. My sister is not getting in that car with you behind the wheel. Actually, you should let me get you a driver, so you don’t ever need to be behind the wheel,” Sammie says.
“That would be a huge waste of your money. I would never use 'em. You can follow me,” I tell him, walking over to my car. I get in and start up the engine.
The passenger door opens and Sammie climbs in. “Imogen is following us.”
“So you don’t want your sister in a car with me driving, but you’re going to sit there with me driving?” I raise a brow.
“I care about her life more than my own,” he says.
“Okay… Just so you know, my cousins are heathens and your sister is hot. They’re going to be drooling over her,” I warn.
“I think you’ve seen that Imogen is more than capable of handling herself,” Sammie replies.
“What exactly do you do?”
“I help my father and uncles run casinos along the Vegas Strip,” he says.
