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“Well, that was intense,” Meadow giggles under her breath.
“That was owned…” Melissa adds playfully, shoving my arm with hers.
“Was not.” I clear my throat and wait next to Melissa. “This feels so formal and it’s awkward.”
“Surprise, our whole life is like this now.”
“Yours,” I mutter under my breath.
Melissa turns to me. “Okay, sister, first of all, your ass is owned by an underground god. You, my friend, are fucked. Second of all, fuck you.”
“Hey!” I throw my hands up in innocence. “I didn’t say anything.”
She turns back around and huffs. “You didn’t have to say shit.”
Raze starts walking towards us and I drop my hands down to the side. “Come on.”
He places his hand out for me. The tattoos on the upper palm of his hand all leading towards his clean suit. With a heavy exhale and one quick glance over his shoulder to Miles, who’s watching me with a sideway stare, I place my hand in Raze’s and nod. “Take me home.”
***
After getting Miles to make a detour to McDonald’s for a nugget run, we return to the mansion. Taking my bag, I push open the car door.
“Wait.” Raze grips my arm. “I need to talk to you about something.”
“Okay.” I let go of the handle. Raze looks at Miles who is watching us in the rearview mirror. “What? Since when do we have boundaries?”
“Since now. Get out,” Raze growls.
“Don’t snap at him. What do you want to say?” I can feel Miles’ grin. “Don’t look smug, Miles,” I add while keeping my eyes on Raze.
Miles chuckles. “I’m leaving, I’m leaving, jeez.”
His door closes as he steps out of the car and I raise my eyebrows, taking out a nugget and biting into the deep fried goodness. “You were saying?”
“Don’t get sassy with me, pet. I can still feel the sting on the palm of my hand from the last time you thought you were being cute.”
I pause my chewing and smile. “I thought you thought I was always being cute?”
His eyes narrow, but not in the way that tells me he’s angry, but in the way that tells me he thinks I’m cute. “You’re a lot more than cute.” He smirks and reaches out to my fingers, a zap of electricity zipping between the flesh. I close my eyes and attempt to calm the erratic beating of my heart from his simple touch.
“Open your eyes, baby.”
I smile, slowly peeling my eyes open. “The last time you said that, I thought I had just been sold to some perverted Asian.”
He laughs, his white teeth flashing. “Wish I could say I was sorry about that, but I’m not.”
I throw another nugget in my mouth and mumble, “I’m not surprised by anything anymore. Anyway, what is it?”
He cocks his head. “I’ve moved all your stuff into my room…”
I continue chewing, waiting for him to continue. He pauses and searches my eyes.
“And?” I say, sucking the salt off my finger.
His eyes follow the movement. “And are you going to make that difficult for me?”
“What? Sleeping in your room? No.” I close the bag. “Is that all?”
