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Mav laughs. “That’ll be the fucking day.”
“You give him a way in with Sidney Hyde and he’ll be putty in your hands,” JD confirms.
“This is good, right? Progress?”
“Oh hell, yeah. I reckon they could be BFFs by the end of next week. In fact, I’d put mon—”
“No more bets,” I beg, interrupting where JD was going.
His lips part before something I don’t like dances in his eyes.
“What?” I ask on a groan, making Mav sit forward curiously.
“Nothing, nothing. I was just yanking Reid’s chain about you. Bet him that he’d be between your thighs by the end of next week. If Mav is true to his word, Reid might just be sucking his dick too.”
“Julian,” I snap. “That jerk isn’t getting between my legs by the end of the year, let alone the end of next week.”
JD pushes to his feet, letting me take in the inches upon inches of taut, muscular, inked-up skin he’s left on show.
He’s done it for my benefit, there is no doubt about that.
I want to say I’m ungrateful, but I’m really, really not.
There’s got to be perks to living with gangsters, right?
“Sure, he’s not,” he taunts, stepping closer.
“JD,” Mav warns, but there isn’t much heat to it.
“He’s in your head, Dove. Just like you’re in his. As much as I love watching him squirm after everything he put you through, we all know that it’s inevitable.”
He reaches out to grab a lock of my hair and I slap his hand away.
“You and Mav,” he muses. “You and me. You and Reid. It all makes perfect sense.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, shaking my head in confusion. “Are you proposing something here?”
He smirks, his hand coming back to my face. His large warm palm engulfs my jaw before his thumb teases my bottom lip.
“As far as I see it, little dove, we’re well past proposals. This might be fucked up, but that’s the only kind of family I’ve ever known. And this one trumps every other I’ve ever experienced.”
My eyes bounce between his, searching for the joke. But there isn’t one.
He’s serious.
He—
“You want this?” I blurt. “This… I don’t even know what this is.”
“Sure. Why not? You can’t tell me that it doesn’t work.”
“You locked us in your basement. You shot—”
“You’re both still here.”
“Because we don’t have a choice. We—”
“Don’t you? You’ve been up here for days, and yet you’re still standing in front of me, wearing my clothes. By choice,” he adds. “And I haven’t seen Mav running for the door either.”
