Page 17 of Vanilla and Vice


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I didn’t bother knocking when I reached his door. Instead, I waved my access card in front of the pad and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

As if he expected my arrival, Ben Cole stood in the hallway, guarding it against an invasion. Cole and Kade went way back.

Kade kept the details about their friendship to a minimum, but I knew something had gone down when they were younger, and Kade had been the one to bail Cole out. Ever since, he had been Kade’s number two. Doing anything Kade needed.

“Is he in there?” I nodded toward the living space.

“Yes. He’s got company.” I knew what that meant, and I could feel the itch I tried so hard to ignore just under the surface of my control.

I entered the main living room to find Kade receiving a blow job from one of his regular hookups.

He looked up when I stepped inside, and a grin tugged at his lips.

“He’s returned,” he announced as if I wasn’t interrupting anything.

“It’s a little early for the bullshit, don’t you think?” I asked, annoyed and, honestly, a little jealous.

He laughed. “It’s never too early for a decent blow job.”

He was relaxing on his couch, his arms behind his head while he watched his large flat screen in front of him.

The girl paused, looking up at me with a sexy grin as if she was excited about the prospect of a threesome.

“Out,” I barked, pointing at the door.

She looked up at Kade with a confused expression. “Kade?”

He chuckled, sitting up and pulling his pants up with him. “You heard the man, sweetheart.”

Pouting, she snatched her clothes and rushed past me.

Kade reached over and grabbed his pack of smokes from the table before pulling one out and lighting it. “How was New York?”

I moved into the room, going to the window with the view opposite of mine. “New York was cold. Who is she?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“Who?” he asked, taking another drag from his smoke.

The smoke curled from his lips as he leaned his head back with relaxation I was sure I would never feel again.

I ran my fingers through my hair in aggravation, tugging at the ends until my scalp stung. “The blond angel. Where did she fucking come from?”

He chuckled. “Oh, yeah. I was wondering how long it would take you to see her. She’s beautiful, right?”

“She’s a problem is what she is,” I snapped, leaving the window and falling onto the couch across from him.

He tapped his cigarette on the ashtray beside him. “Yeah. I thought you might say that.”

“Then why did you hire her? You know she can’t stay here, right? I leave for one fucking week, and this is what you do. Toss temptation right in my fucking path. What the hell, Kade?”

He held his hands up and shook his head. “Hey, man, it wasn’t me. If you want someone to blame, blame Kennedy.”

“Kennedy hired her? She wouldn’t do that. She knows my number one rule.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No innocent blondes, but this time, it’s a little different.”

“Oh, yeah? How so?”

“The angel didn’t just walk in off the streets looking for a job. She’s Kennedy’s niece.”

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