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True to his word, Dax popped home here and there. Each time, I assured him that it wasn’t necessary. But he totally ignored me and did as he pleased.
What’s new there?
I wasn’t annoyed, though. I found it sweet. Touching. Especially when it was clearly so out of character for him.
Later on, when I went to his office in search of him, I saw that the room was empty. Noticing that the balcony doors were open, I made my way toward them … which was right when I picked up an unfamiliar muted voice.
Stepping onto the balcony, I found no Dax. I realized then that the person speaking was actually outsidethe villa.As the balcony was positioned on the side of the building, I could see only a portion of the driveaway from this angle. Right then, what I saw was Dax standing near his car with his back to me, facing a short, dorky-looking dude who appeared to be somewhere in his twenties. A dude who was wearing a sly grin.
“I personally would have married the sister,” he told Dax. “Alicia’s her name, isn’t it? Yeah, pretty sure that’s it.” He hummed. “Damn, she’s got great skin. And those fucking legs go on forever. Am I right, or am I right?”
I gaped, honestly unsure what bothered me more: the sleazy way this prick spoke of my sister, or that Dax didn’t say a single word.
“Come on, you can’t tell me you haven’t had a few fantasies about that girl,” Sleazeball went on, still smirking.
Apparently, Dax indeedcouldn’ttell him that. Because he didn’t.
“Seriously, why didn’t you put your ring on that one’s finger? I’m not saying the eldest isn’t hot. She’s a babe for sure.” The stranger’s nose wrinkled. “Just a little too curvy for my tastes. And she always struck me as a bit vain and uppity.”
I gritted my teeth, anger flaring in my belly. Not merely at the crap he was spouting, but at how Dax remained completely silent.Thanks, hubby.
“She has a great rack, though,” Sleazeball seemed to hesitantly grant. “And we all love a great rack, don’t we?”
Seriously, who was this motherfucker?
His smirk went up several notches. “The youngest one’s a beauty, too. As is her ass. Hmm, I’d like some of that.”
My back snapped straight. If my voice wasn’t a mere croak, I would have yelled down that I’d disembowel the little prick if he went anywherenearHarri or Alicia.
Dax cocked his head. “Haven’t I seen you with Wal Stroeder on occasion? He’s a chef at one of my restaurants. He’s also one of my tenants.”
I felt my brows snap together. Who gave a damn about Wal Stroeder, whoever the hell that was?
Fuck this shit.If Dax wasn’t going to deal with Sleazeball,Iwould.
Furious—and yeah, kind of hurt—I hurried out of the office, stalked across the upstairs hallway, banded down the stairs … and saw Dax returning inside.
I made a beeline for him as he closed the front door. “The fuck was that?” I demanded, which would have sounded much more assertive if the words weren’t so hoarse and raspy.
His brow puckered in confusion.
“I was on your office balcony, I saw a preview of what happened out there,” I explained.
With a sigh of realization, he rubbed at the corner of his eyebrow.
I perched my hands on my hips. “How could you not have punched that sack of shit? I heard the crap he said about me and my sisters.”
Dax dropped his arm back to his side. “Addison—”
“Know what I didn’t hear?Youtelling him to shut the fuck up.Youdefending my sisters.Youdefending me.” Anger tinged with humiliation sparked in my gut and caused my face to burn. “No, you were more interested in talking about Wal … whoever.”
“There’s a good reason for that,” Dax appeased, calm as ever. Yeah,calm.
I felt my brows fly up. “There’s a ‘good’ reason for not saying anything in my defense, or in telling some creep to keep his distance from my sisters?” Try as I might, I couldn’t see one. “And if I’m honest, it also wasn’t real nice that you didn’t deny having fantasies about Alicia or thinking maybe you should have marriedher. I mean, if that’s how you feel, that’s how you feel, but still.”
Set on ignoring the frog in my throat, I swallowed around it. Uh, ow.
Dax took slow, measured steps toward me, his eyes regarding me with incredulity. “Do you really think that’s actually the case?”
