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Swinging my eyes to face the woman who’s been making my life hell, I glare at her. “What are you doing here, Brittney?”
“Oh my God. I’ve missed you so much, baby,” Brittney croons, wrapping herself around me. If I weren’t in a public setting, I’d push her off me. Instead, I look at my sister to see she’s staring in horror.
“Ugh, Rémy,” Désirée whispers, unsure of the situation.
Brittney lifts her head off my chest and glares at my sister. “Who the hell are you?”
“I think I should be asking you that question, considering I’ve known Rémy all my life, and he’s not one to let skanks wrap themselves around him like a spider monkey,” Désirée snarks, stepping forward, coming to my defense.
“Excuse me, but considering this is my husband, I think I deserve to know what tramp he’s sleeping with.”
What the hell?
“Brittney, get thehelloff menow,” I grind out, wrapping my fingers around her arms, releasing the hold she’s got me. Stepping out of her grasp, I glare at her. “I’ve told you to stay thehellaway from me. This is your last warning. You don’t, and I’ll makesureyou do. And since you don’t wanna sign the papers, I’ll handle it with a different approach.”
Spinning around, I take my sister’s hand and lead her out of the store.
“Big brother, I think you have some explaining to do,” she says sarcastically, wagging her finger.
Glancing down at her, I smirk. “Guess I do, but it won’t be happening now. We’re going to see Félix so you can talk to him. While you do that, I’m going to dinner before heading to Diamond Dancers.”
“Whatever. You’re just using this as an excuse to get out of telling me what the deal is with that woman back there.” She giggles, rolling her eyes.
“Yeah, that’s exactly it.” I chuckle, guiding her back to my car.
The two of us have spent most of the day together after her dropping the bomb on me about her boyfriend. I’ve endured the sad look she’s given me, so I’m hoping Félix can explain to her in a sense she can understand.
* * *
Dropping Désirée off at our childhood home, the very same place Félix and Madelaine live, I head off to Fournier’s.
Stopping long enough to pick up a bouquet of pink roses, I insist on them being the same color as the dress she wore opening night at Diamond Dancers.
By the time I get to Fournier’s, I grin at the sight of Cora standing at the entrance. I grab the flowers and climb out of my car. The valet comes around, hands me a ticket, and takes my car. All the while, I’m staring at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Cora’s dressed in a simple black strapless dress that comes mid-thigh. I love the way it clings to her body, showing off her impeccable curves. Then there’s the bright-red heels on her feet. Damn, I’ll have to make sure she keeps them on her feet later when I’m deep inside her.
“You look beautiful,” I say, holding the flowers out to her.
“Thank you.” She blushes, bringing the roses to her nose.
Placing a hand at her lower back, I’m met with bare skin, as the dress is all but covering her front and ass. Shit. I’ll barely get through dinner now without taking her somewhere and sliding her dress up over her hips and sinking into her.
Inwardly shaking my head, I lead Cora into the restaurant. I’ve got a feeling we’re going to have a great time at dinner tonight.
Our hostess shows us to the balcony table I reserved and leaves us to look over the menu. I’ve eaten here plenty of times so I already know what I’ll get.
The waiter comes to stand next to the table and asks what we’d like to drink. Ironically, we both request lemon water. Nodding, he leaves to fill our orders.
My phone rings in my pocket and I frown. No one should be bothering me right now. Pulling out my cell, I notice it’s Julian.
Lifting my gaze to meet Cora’s, I grimace. “I’m sorry. I have to take this.”
“It’s okay.” She smiles politely before diverting her eyes.
Swiping my finger across the screen, I bring the phone to my ear. “This better be a life-or-death situation, Julian.”
“Does three of our burlesque dancers calling out sick count?” Julian quips smartly.
