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“I understand your concerns, sir,” Milo said. “I wouldn’t lift a finger to harm Mayhem—”
The corner of my grandfather’s mouth lifted slightly at that.
“But I’m also not going to retreat from disapproval. I learned how to make my own way a long time ago. I plan to continue doing it my way, and as long as she’ll have me, my way is going to be right here.”
My heart did a little flip at the declaration.
“Mayhem?” Grandfather asked.
“According to Pretty Boy here, I’m trouble, and I turned his life upside down when I walked into it.” I didn’t bother to try and cover my own smile.
They were getting along. It was better than I could have hoped or imagined.
“The best ones do,” Grandfather said slowly as he sat back. His measured look held for another few seconds before he seemed to relax. “Do you have plans to return to law school? Pick up where you left off?”
“Felony convictions make getting a bar license challenging,” Milo admitted.
“That can always be dealt with,” Grandfather countered. “And there’s a great deal more you can do with a law degree…”
After lunch, they shook hands and Grandfather gave me a kiss before we parted ways. “I’ll see you soon,” I promised him and he smiled.
Wood was there with the car and Karagiani, who I’d almost forgotten had been with us all day, waited for Milo and I to climb in before he took his spot. Exhaustion struck the moment the doors closed.
Twisting in the seat, I opened my mouth but no words escaped before Milo kissed me. He half dragged me out of my seat and onto his lap. The wrap of his arms around me were steel bands and I drank in his touch.
When he finally let me up for air, I rested my forehead against his. “Hi,” I whispered.
“I needed that,” he muttered in a hoarse tone. “I’ve wanted to kiss the hell out of you since the second hole.”
Surprise speared me. What happened at the second hole?
My confusion must have shown because Milo chuckled. “You rock your hips from side to side in the gentlest of sways when lining up your shot. It’s the sexiest fucking thing ever.”
I opened my mouth then closed my mouth as he grinned.
“Then I spent the next seven holes reminding myself of every car part I know so I didn’t drag you off right there and then. Didn’t think that would go well with your grandfather.”
I bit my lip. “Sorry?”
He snorted. “Nothing to be sorry about, Mayhem. I enjoy torturing myself. It’s why I’m with you.”
The last few words killed my amusement. We had so much to talk about, and there just hadn’t been time since he got back. We were about to be immersed in the Masquerade so I had to make time.
“Hey,” he said, tucking his finger under my chin. “What was that?”
“It’s—” I wasn’t going to say nothing, so I just shook my head. “I want to talk to you but not—” I gestured to the car.
He nodded slowly. “When we’re back at your apartment?”
Even as I nodded, my stomach clenched.
“Whatever it is,” he said, tucking me against him. “We’ll handle it.”
I really hoped so. The drive back did little to take the edge off. We talked about a lot of nothing, but Milo kept me in his lap and rubbed my lower spine, massaging all the knots that formed there.
It was only late afternoon when we returned, but it felt so much later. Karagiani rode up in the elevator with us and I stopped him at the door. “I’m in for the night,” I told him. “So you’re free to go.”
He eyed me. “You know the rules.”
