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Or so I thought.
Just that quickly, I’d forgotten about the semi-demand I’d placed at Nalani’s feet, moving into my house. I’d been gone all day and then gone straight to the family house for our regularly scheduled dinner.
Apparently, a lot had been going on.
Shiloh was the one who’d made all the arrangements—packing, movers, all of that. I didn’t want Nalanihavingto lift a finger in effort, since making it convenient would kill a lot of potential excuses or stalling.
Now that Ireallywanted the house to myself… I realized it could’ve waited.
Exhaustion and frustration laid heavily on me as I navigated my crowded front driveway to access the garage.
Triedto access the garage.
I knew exactly who the two cars obstructing my entry belonged to—one was Nalani’s, the other Shiloh’s. Before I turned mine off, I checked my phone to see if I had any correspondence from Shi that would’ve given me some kind of heads up on what I was walking into.
There was none.
Which killed my frustration.
NowI was full-blown pissed off, having to deal with this shit instead of being able to come home and peacefully have a drink and a good cigar. Inside, I found the movers on their asses instead of…moving.Leaving ass marks on my exotic leather furniture.
By the time I made it to the door of the room I’d told Shiloh to put Nalani in, I was fuming, ready to lay into the first person who said the wrong thing. I didn’t even bother knocking. I heard feminine voices going back and forth, so I simply flung the door open and stepped in.
Nalani and Shiloh looked up, then at each other, and both broke out laughing.
“What thefuckis so damn funny?” I growled, crossing my arms.
“You,” Nalani said, accompanying the words with a head shake and rolled eyes. “It’s so predictable that you’d storm in here mad about whatyouput in motion.”
My lips parted to counter her accusation, but nothing came out for a moment, until I tamped down my irritation enough to grit out, “I can’t even get my goddamn car in my own garage.”
“No worries,boss man.” Shiloh grinned, approaching me with her hand out. “Give me your keys, and I’ll do it. The rest of us are all headed out anyway. We’re done.”
I glared at her for a moment before fishing the key ring from my pocket to drop into her open palm. “Don’t scratch my shit.”
“Uh, what got up your ass?” she asked, face pulled into a frown. “Besides the obvious…”
“Shi, I’mreallynot in the mood.”
She sucked her teeth. “Fine, grouchy. Goodnight, Nala. You have my number, let me know if you need anything.”
“Definitely. Thanks, Shi,” my fiancée said, giving my assistant way more pleasant warmth than she’devergiven me, even with my fingers knuckle deep in her pussy.
Once Shi had left—to send the movers on their way and put my car where it wassupposedto be—Nalani looked at me, all the missing disdain back on her face.
“Can I help you with something?” she asked. “Otherwise… you can go.”
I frowned. “This ismyhouse.”
“Ourhouse,” she responded, propping hands on her hips. “Myroom.Myspace. And if that’s going to be a problem, I can go catch Shiloh right now, and we can take my shit right back where it was.”
I scoffed. “I don’t have time for this.”
“No time for the nonsenseyoustarted?” she asked. “The energy here was great untilyoucame in acting stank, so…”
“Whatever.” I shook my head. “The chef comes by to do breakfast at five. You either need to leave a note with your request or be there to make your requests,” I said, already moving to the door—not the one I used to come in, the one between rooms, connecting hers to mine.
To make a point.
