Page 255 of Nobody's Girl

I’m unhappy to see Kyle drop Laura’s hand immediately. “Ally,” he says.

Laura’s hands cover her mouth as her eyes widen.

My mate smiles. “You like?”

“Fuck me,” Kyle so eloquently says.

I try to shoot him a look to let him know that language is not tolerated here, but he can’t take his eyes from my wife.

“Language, Kyle,” Alyssa reminds him.

“Oh, yeah, sorry. I forgot. You kinda stunned me,” he says as he walks away from Laura and straight to my mate.

“Are you two having a nice time?” I ask.

His eyes dart to mine and right back to the gorgeous creature at my side. “I am. We are. Are you going out?” he asks.

Alyssa looks up at me, sending me, ‘I’m going to tell him real quick.’

When she reaches out to hold his hand, I see she’s even painted her fingernails red. I let her go for a moment to say hello to her friend, whom she’s ignoring.

“Hello, Laura. Are you having a nice time?” I ask as I walk up to her.

“I am. This is so nice of you to let us stay. Your driver is so nice. Hell, everyone is,” she says, then looks over at Kyle and Alyssa who whisper to each other, then look into each other’s eyes as they communicate telepathically things that Laura can’t hear. Nor can I for that matter.

Please don’t be sharing intimate details of our love life!

“The pool is nice, isn’t it?” I ask Laura, trying to catch her attention.

She looks back at me. “It’s weird what they’re doing. Do you see that?”

Time to go!

“Princess, we must hurry,” I call out to my mate.

She flashes a smile at me and kisses Kyle on the cheek, leaving a perfect impression of her red lips on it. “Coming, babe,” she says, and saunters away from her ex-boyfriend slash new primary guardian.

Laura walks away, joining Kyle as they enter their bedroom suite.  Alyssa walks up to me, putting her hand behind my neck and drawing my face close to hers. “I’m ready when you are, Mr. Fontaine.”

I stare back at her for a second, her eyes smoldering. “I sure am glad the jet has a bed, because I don’t know how long I can keep my hands off you, Mrs. Fontaine.” I tell her, then wrap my arm around her and lead her down the stairs.

As we walk past the game room, Scotty shouts out at us, “Whoa, they live.”

“Hey, Scotty, having fun?” I ask.

“Yeah, we went to see the house we’re moving into. It has a bigger game room than this. It’s crazy sick. Eden, dude, you gotta come play once we get over there man.”

“Sure thing, dude,” I say.

Alyssa laughs. “Dude, Eden?”

“What? I know how to play games, Alyssa.”

“Bye Scotty,” she shouts back as I move her towards the door.

“Where you guys going, anyway?” Scotty asks.

“A secret mission,” Alyssa teases.