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“Office,” he said, all mockery. “Right.”
Okay, so it was more of a mini library slash reading den than anything else. “Not sure I like or understand your tone.”
“Oh, you understand it. If you don’t like it, that’s your issue.”
“Rude.”
“Fact.” He braced himself on his elbows, a heat beginning to gather in his eyes. “Now get over here. Neither of us are leaving this room until I’ve fucked you raw.”
I blinked, my belly fluttering. “Sounds good to me.”
It was my mom who answered the front door when we arrived at my parents’ home in the early afternoon. Saying big hellos, she pulled me into a hug. Her brows lifted when she realized I had company. “Hi, Dax,” she greeted, genuine welcome in her voice. “I didn’t expect to see you. Come in.”
We both strolled into the grand foyer and then, at her invite, followed her into the large sitting room. There, Dane was seated on one of the sofas, his cell phone in hand, idly stroking the white Persian cat on his lap like one of those evil movie villains.
The smile he offered me quickly dimmed at the sight of Dax.
Still, I gave him a bright grin. “Hey, Dad.”
He set down both his phone and Artemis—earning himself a put-out chirp from the fluffy beast—and then stood as I crossed to him. He gave me a light squeeze before settling his gaze on the man who sidled up to me. “Dax,” he grunted.
My husband inclined his head. “Dane.”
I turned to my mom. “So much love in the room.”
Her mouth curled into a smirk that earned her a dirty look from my dad. She took orders for drinks and then headed to the kitchen.
I would have gone with her if I could have trusted that these two men wouldn’t end up arguing in my absence. Instead, I sat beside Dax on the sofa across from the identical one that Dane had claimed.
Dax draped an arm over the back of the couch, sitting close enough to me that our thighsjust abouttouched. He and Dane indulged in a brief mini stare-out, which swiftly ended at the loud sigh I let out.
My dad’s mouth took on a sardonic twist as he stared at me. “How’s married life treating you?”
“Like I’m special.”
His jaw ever so slightly tightened. “You don’t usually bring him.”
“He missed you.”
Dane gave me one of his trademark droll looks.
“And I know how much you like surprises, so I thought I’d ask him to come along,” I added.
“Oh, you’ve been full of surprises these past couple of months,” my dad uttered.
I rolled my eyes. “Did we not talk about how marriages that aren’t built on the elusive thing called ‘love’ can actually work out in the long run?”
A sigh slipped out of him, and he sliced his gaze to Dax. “Who would you have married if she’d said no?”
That was a very good question, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer. “That’s his business.”
“Can’t he speak for himself?” It was a taunt.
“No, I’ve broken his mind and he now only talks if I allow it.”
Dane sighed. “Are you capable of being serious for five minutes?”
“Yes, it just holds no interest for me at the moment.”
