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“Did you want to sleep in the same bed?”
Her attention was focused on her purse instead of looking up. My hand sank into my pocket as I groaned, exhausted from the day and unprepared to hear my brother's words. The only thing I could do to clear my head of confusion was sleep.
Nyla muttered. “Is that what you want?”
“Nyla.”
“Forget it, Vincenzo.”
The moment Nyla began to walk away, I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her close to me.
“Tonight was a mistake.”
Her eyes held sadness, and confusion. “Right. It was a mistake. Can you have someone take me to the condo?”
“No. I—”
She held a hand up halting my words. “We both know it’s only temporary, I have a big day tomorrow, so do you.”
Releasing my hand from around her arms, I stepped back to give her space. “You can sleep upstairs, and before you start, it’s two in the morning, the last thing you need to be is out alone.”
“Fine,” Nyla, in a fit, stomped off to the stairs, and I wanted to pick her up and throw her over my shoulder for pissing me off. For reminding me of how young she really is mentally compared to me.
In the shower, running water beat down on my skin. The thought of Nyla trusting Gianney that much seemed sketchy, and it frustrated me to no end. Tomorrow, we needed to sit down and discuss how to approach finding him and bringing him to the cabin to get the real truth from his mouth.
As soon as I dried off, brushed my teeth, and got into bed, the weight of the day fell off. My mind drifted to Nyla’s silky, warm skin, curvy hips, and tight ass in my lap.
Squeezing my erection in my hand under the covers, I tried to relieve some of the pressure.
“Relax,” I told myself.
I should not be having a sex dream about my wife.
Following morning I came downstairs, hearing laughter or a TV playing. My new assistant knew I wasn’t coming in until later to check in on a few things, but mostly was working from my phone. Checking the screenshot Carter sent me of my car parked out front, I smiled, ready to sell it for double the price.
“Here’s Mr. Batman.”
Looking up, I grimaced in annoyance to see Rena, Cora, and Sonya sitting at the table with Nyla.
“What are you three doing here?”
The chef moved around the kitchen, setting plates out for each girl, and then handing me mine.
“We asked if we could come for breakfast with Nyla.” Cora said.
I joked. “Aren’t you all married to husbands that need you in the morning?”
Rena rolled her eyes. “Sante knows where I am at all times.”
“Because you two track each other like spies,” I teased.
“Makes for great makeup sex,” Rena responded.
Nyla spit out her juice, and the girls jumped up to help her. I pushed my plate back not hungry anymore.
Darting her eyes around the room, Nyla picked up the paper towel to clean up.
“Vincenzo, we want to hang out with Nyla and get to know her better,” Cora suggested.
