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“I asked you nicely to talk and you didn’t, so I had to do what I do best.”
“Hurt people?”
“Eh.” I moved my head from side to side as I considered what she had said. “Yes and no. Get results.”
“But you didn’t, did you?”
“I would have had Stone not been there.”
“You would have killed me had he not been there,” she said in a sour tone, pushing away from the table and wiping her mouth with a napkin, tossing it onto her plate.
“Guess we’ll never know, will we?” I mused mostly to myself but said it out loud for her benefit.
“Mordy, I don’t know when, but the day will come when I get even with you.” She stood and shook her finger in my direction.
“Looking forward to it,Éan. Looking forward to it,” I said, accentuating the last couple of words.
“Pfft. Whatever. I’m going to go check my dress for tiny knives and torture devices. Going naked is out of the question.”
“Ugh,” I murmured when I was certain she was out of earshot. That was a damned good idea. I should have snuck a little present in there for her. Maybe just one thumbtack to scratch her leg up for her would have done the trick. The possibilities were endless. Like I said, we were similar, but the ways I saw were things I didn’t think she knew about herself yet. Most people wouldn’t link pain with clothing. In fact, the majority of people would have been too scared to set across the breakfast table from me after what I did to her.
Chapter17
Reggy
My hand ran nervously down the skintight emerald green dress that hardly left any room to breathe and was even less forgiving when it came to walking. It was the most expensive thing I’d ever worn and positively wasn’t something I would have picked myself. It was beautiful and if it wasn’t a gift from Mordy, I might have even loved it.
“When we get inside, you need to keep that mouth of yours in check.” Stone glanced at me, straightening the end of his green tie that matched my dress. Mordy’s bow tie was the same color, but I tried not to notice.
“Yeah,Éan. Think your pretty little arse can do that? I’ll make a bet with you that you can’t.”
“Can it, Mordicus.” Stone clamped his hand down on Mordy’s shoulder and squeezed it. “She’s not the only one who has to keep themselves in check. Remember the last time we were here?”
“Aye, but what I said was true. Evie kept checking me out.”
“No, brother, she was looking for more weapons on you because they kept finding them.”
“Imagine that.” I feigned a surprised reaction, opening my mouth and covering it with my hand. “I don’t figure he goes anywhere without hisbag o’tricks.” I made air quotations with my fingers.
“Heh, I should have called it that all along and done away with the f years ago. Bag o’tricks rolls off the tongue easier. I like it. Thank ya, lass,” Mordy admired, nodding his head in my direction, his piercing blue eyes glistening in the sun.
Without thinking I smiled at him and when he returned the gesture, I wanted to punch myself in the gut. I didn’t want to be nice to him, and yet here I was smiling at him as if almost silently telling him he was welcome. What I really wanted to say to him didn’t resemble that at all, but I didn’t want to push him back to where he was holding me under a knife for answers either.
“Breathe,” Stone said under his breath, taking my hand in his. I chewed on the corner of my lip and tried to focus, even though I didn’t know the reason I was here. Other than the obvious that was. I was here because leaving me back at the clubhouse was too risky. It was funny what someone was able to learn when people assumed you were asleep. I’d overheard several useful things from Stone and Mordy and some I wished I’d never heard, like the fact that Mordy liked my ears. What a weird thing to like about someone.
“Aye,Éan, take a breath,” Mordy looped his fingertips through the ones Stone wasn’t holding and wiggled his eyebrows. I tried to free myself from Mordy, but his grip only tightened.
“I would,” I growled through gritted teeth, “but this dress is so tight it’s hard to take a fucking breath.”
“Looks good on your arse, though.”
“Mordicus, I fucking swear, do you not get the meaning of look but don’t touch?”
“I understand it just fine, Stone, but understanding and then actually doing something are two very different monsters. If you told me not to touch a loaded shotgun, do you think I’d listen?”
Stone and I both said, “No.”
“Exactly. That’s precisely what you told me not to do. She’s not yours any more than she is mine, so if I want to touch her, I will.”
