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Pulling apart the hot fluffy croissant, I spread just a bit of butter and jam on it while Milo opened the black and silver invitation with its heavily embossed lettering and stencils. He stared at it.
“It’s for you and a guest.”
I nodded.
“I would have expected they’d invite your grandfather.” He wasn’t digging, at least not how most people did. When he had a question, he just… “Why didn’t they invite him?”
“They probably did, not that he’d ever accept. But his invitation would go to Der Sonne, the family residence. And yes—this apartment is technically his as well, but he doesn’t use it and it’s been mine since I turned eighteen. I always had the use of it before, but he wanted to make sure I was never out in the cold somewhere.”
Milo frowned. “Do we have to go to this?”
“I do,” I said. “I would love to have you with me.”
“But?” He narrowed his gaze. “Your grandfather wouldn’t approve.”
“Actually, my grandfather wanted me to invite you, so—that’s another wrinkle to deal with later. And I want you to meet him. My hesitation comes more from why he wants me to invite you.”
“Because I’ll make all the blue bloods uncomfortable?”
It wasn’t a bad guess. “Yes and no. You are an unknown, and while they think they know you and they’ve been getting a good look at you, your arrival there means a willingness to play the socio-political games. There’s also the issue that my mother is the current Mrs. Reed. Adam will be there. Ezra too, probably. All of them aside, because I don’t give a damn about Harper—that’s Adam’s father—Andrea will be there. It’s the first year she’s been old enough to attend.”
All of the sternness in Milo’s expression relaxed. “So, we’ll suffer through an evening of costumes, uncomfortable suits, bad food, and probably worse company, for your sister.”
It wasn’t even a question.
“You don’t have to though—”
He raised a hand. “It’s for you and for her. I get putting yourself through just about anything for your sister.”
Yes, he did.
“I’ve got your back on this, Mayhem—but if Graham gets as handsy as he was at the auction, I make no promises to not toss him on his ass.”
I didn’t laugh. That was a whole other conversation. “Oh, I’m sure there will be something going on with them…”
There always was.
“Does this mean I need another new suit?” The resignation in his voice had me reaching over to take his hand.
“You’re going to look amazing…”
“Uh-huh.”
“And I am getting good at those blow jobs.”
That earned me a real smile. “After the fitting and before the masquerade.”
I grinned. “Done.”
He nodded. “And I get to pick out your dress and lingerie…”
Surprise flickered through me. “Well, the dress will have to meet certain criteria.”
“Find the ones that do and then let me choose.”
