Page 46 of The Pact


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I had to clamp my lips together to bold back a snort.

Jenson pretty much sashayed out of the room—it was honestly sad to watch, not to mention uncomfortable.

Dax fixed his gaze on me again. “Does he do that often?”

I inched up a brow. “Strut like a peacock?”

One corner of his lips twitched. “Overstay his welcome.”

I guessed he’d overheard me telling Jenson to leave. “He tries. We always manage to shoo him along. Eventually.”

Dax hummed, his lips setting into a displeased slash. “I’ll have a word with him.”

“We’d appreciate that,” said Alicia. Looking from me to him, she pointed upward. “I’m going to head upstairs. I have a call to make. Several, actually.” She scampered, leaving me alone with the bane of my hormones’ existence.

As Dax and I clashed gazes once again, the air began to hum and thicken with sexual awareness. It made my pulse have a meltdown.

He took another step into the room. “How did your birthday go?”

I shrugged. “Same old, same old.”

Just then, Gypsy leapt onto the kitchen counter and sauntered over to him.

As he reached out to stroke her, I grimaced. “She’s really not very … Huh.” The little feline melted into his hand as he petted her. Typical. Even the cat wasn’t immune to his charm.

He lifted her with both hands and smiled into her eyes, his mouth curved slightly … and I wasn’t ready for how that image hit me right in the ovaries. Now I got why my mom always smiled whenever my dad gave their new cat, Artemis, some attention.

I swallowed. “You like cats?”

“I like most animals.” Dax gently placed her back on the counter and then once more pinned his gaze on me.Whollyon me. And with such devastating intensity it made my mouth dry up. “Well, do you have an answer for me?”

I licked my lips, my stomach fluttering when his eyes lowered to them. “Yes.”

He arched a brow. “And?”

Swallowing, I gave a slow nod. “I’ll do it. I’ll honor the pact.”

His expression didn’t change, except for the pure male satisfaction that crawled into his eyes. “Good decision.”

“We need to get a few things straight, though,” I said, dragging a grocery bag toward me. “First, do you want coffee?”

He gave his head a brief shake as he settled on a stool at the island. “I’m guessing one of the points you wish to address is the matter of a prenup. I’m aware that your parents and your family attorney will insist on one. Mine will as well. I have no issue with that. You?”

Opening a cupboard, I replied, “None at all.” It made sense to ensure that we were protected that way. And if we didn’t, it would only cause our immediate relatives to put up a supreme protest to the marriage—they were already opposed to it.

“Then we’ll each have contracts drawn up and get them signed.” He rested his hands on the island, his fingers linked. “With regards to the wedding … I have no preferences when it comes to the particulars. All I ask is that it be put together swiftly. I don’t want to wait.”

“I can make that happen,” I said, stacking tinned goods in the cupboard.

“We can hit Vegas, if that will be easier.”

“Nah, I’ve got this.” Given my contacts, experience, and my amazing team, I wouldn’t struggle. “You really don’t care about the venue, theme, music, location, nothing?”

“I’d like it to be local. I have no interest in throwing a big production and inviting all my business associates—I’d prefer something that includes only friends and family. As for the rest? I’ll leave it to you.”

It wasn’t rare for soon-to-be-grooms to have so little involvement. But, given Dax liked control and had strong opinions, I’d thought he’d contribute to the plans. Then again, why would it matter to him when he had a complete lack of emotional investment in our upcoming marriage?

“I’d prefer something small and local, so I’m good with that.” The grocery bag now empty, I set it aside and grabbed a full one. “I know you co-own a security firm, so I’m assuming you’ll take care of security yourself? We’ll need it.” Our families were each, in their own way, high profile. People would gatecrash the wedding for sure if they could, even if only to snap pictures.

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