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And I can’t tell her.
Monty is dangerous. That much is clear. There’s no way to be sure how far that psycho is willing to take this, or what I’ll need to do to keep her safe. Keeping her in the dark on this is what’s best for her because if something goes wrong, I can’t have her caught in the crossfire.
As I pull into the driveway, I see her car in the driveway and the downstairs lights are on. A small rush of relief floods through me when I realize she’s home. Not that I thought she wouldn’t be, but today threw me for a loop.
I unlock the door and step inside. Laiken is sitting on the couch, reading a book, and she glances up at me when I come in. The fact that she doesn’t look happy to see me stings, I’m not going to lie. I’ve never been able to stand when she’s mad at me, and that doesn’t seem to be changing any time soon. So, instead of dragging this out, I walk over to her and sit on the floor beside the couch—resting my head on her stomach and sighing.
“I’m sorry,” I tell her. “I know I’m a lot sometimes, but the thought of losing you scares the shit out of me.”
She puts down the book and runs her fingers through my hair. “I’m sorry, too, but you need to learn that I’m not going anywhere. Your initial on my ring finger and the marriage certificate you have framed on the wall like a damn certificate of ownership is proof of that.”
I chuckle. “It’s not a certificate of ownership. I just like looking at it and knowing it wasn’t a dream. That you really married me.”
“Of course I did,” she replies. “I love you, even when you’re a pain in the ass.”
Nuzzling my nose into her stomach, I breathe in the scent of her. It has a way of bringing me from on edge to calm in seconds. Just another magical thing she does. Lord knows there’s a lot of them.
“I love you, too. God, fighting with you is the worst.”
She hums. “Well, I thought of a way we could stop Monty from being a problem between us, but you have to stay open minded.”
Oh God. This should be good. “I’m listening.”
“I want us to go on a double date with him and Mali.”
Great, shewantsto tempt me with the ability to kick his ass. “Do we have to?”
“Well, no,” she says sadly. “We don’thaveto do anything, but I’d like to. I think you and Monty got off on the wrong foot.”
“You mean the foot where he threatened to out us if I didn’t break up with you. That foot?”
Her eyes narrow. “All I’m saying is I think you should give him another chance. He’s dating Mali. It’s not me he wants.”
Somehow, I doubt that. She’s blinded by the version of him that helped her brother, and I hate that. From the moment he got Cam’s case thrown out, I knew this shit was going to be held over my head. She might say we don’t have to go, but I know that if I refuse, she’s going to get mad at me again. And we are too early into this marriage for one of us to be sleeping on the couch tonight.
“Okay,” I agree reluctantly. “For you, I’ll go.”
A smile spreads across her face, the one I’d do literally anything to put there.Case and point. Her hand moves to the back of my neck, and she pulls me in, breathing life back into me with a kiss. I can’t help but sigh into it.
“Thank you,” she tells me. “I know you don’t like him, but I appreciate you giving him another chance.”
Like I had any other choice.“The chances of me changing my mind about him are slim.”
“I get that, but I still appreciate it.”
“Yeah?” I bounce my brows. “How much?”
You know what they say, makeup sex is the best sex.
She takes her bottom lip between her teeth and it’s on. I’m going to make sure Moneybags isn’t even a thought in her mind for the rest of the night.
COFFEE IS A NECESSARYevil. I hate the taste of it, but when you were up late the night before checking positions off theKama Sutralike it’s your own personal bucket list, it’s the only thing that might save me from dragging ass all day. Between the extra renovations needed at the bar and the research I’m currently doing on Monty, I can’t afford to be tired.
I’m sitting at the island, scrolling through my laptop. There has to be other crooked shit he’s getting away with. He made the video of Cam fighting Isaac disappear like it was nothing. A video that was not just on the defense attorney’s computer, but also the prosecutor’s and the police department servers. And then it was gone, without a trace of it ever existing. Even Craig couldn’t find it on his phone anymore. It’s like it never even happened.
Motherfucker covers his tracks well, because I can’t find a damn thing on him. Not even his name in a school yearbook. All the articles just reference him as being Senator Rollins’s son. It wouldn’t surprise me if Montgomery Rollins wasn’t even his real name. If Laiken didn’t personally meet his dad, I’d wonder if he was lying about that, too.
“God, I love that showerhead,” Laiken says as she comes into the kitchen.
