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“Depends, doesn’t it?”
She huffed, but her eyes zoomed in on me as she read between the lines. “What do you know?”
I loved that my sister-in-law was a smart woman.
“Nothing that’ll come out if you help me,” I informed her.
“Blackmail?”
“More like you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.”
“You touch my back and Aidan will snap your wrist.” She grinned at me. “Okay, forget I said that because I’d like to see him in action again.”
Her bloodthirsty ways had only increased in her time as Aidan’s wife.
“Plus, I’ve always wanted to be coerced. Let’s up the stakes, yes?”
I rolled my eyes. “To what?”
“Blackmail.”
I heaved a sigh but played it her way. “If you don’t help me figure out how to dress Inessa, then I’ll tell Aidan about your side gig.”
She leaned into me. “Say it like you mean it. All mobster-like.”
“You want him to break my wrist or my back?” I snapped. “I’m not saying anything that revs that fucked-up brain of yours.”
She huffed like she was disappointed.
I shook my head at her. “It’s creepy when you do that.”
It was, as well. It took a lot to creep me out, but Savvie and her weird mobster obsession was up there with guys who liked wearing diapers.
I didn’t kink shame, unless my sister-in-law wanted to play dress up and pretend I was blackmailing her.
I’d already caught her and my brother in my bathroom this morning.
Mybathroom.
Not the guest one.
I was going to have to sanitize that later.
After I spanked Inessa for wearing those goddamn heels.
Unwittingly, I’d gotten myself quite the to-do list, so I zoomed my focus in on the strangest sister-in-law I had—and considering the coterie of women my brothers had settled on, that was saying fucking something—and murmured, “I want to know how to dress her.”
“For when?”
“You mean a time limit?”
“No, like, for what kind of events?”
I shrugged. “Every event.”
She studied me a second, then her voice softened. “Eoghan?”
“What?”
