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I glowered until her eyes shifted to the side. I was not mad in the least, but this was purely about imposing my will.
“Again,” I challenged.
“Fine,” she muttered, eyes cast to the board.
She settled back in, threw the dice, and plunked her taxicab token down on each space before releasing it and crossing her arms peevishly over her chest. “Happy?”
“Infinitely,” I confirmed smoothly.
Star cleared her throat and took the dice to throw, the strain throbbing between Clara and me. I planned to force this game to continue for another hour, just to prove my point, but I was relieved of my duty by a light rap on the door.
It opened with a creak, and Gabriela, Star’s best friend, stood in the doorway.
Her eyes popped out of her head, probably from seeing the Lupu consilier on the floor playing a board game. “Your mom told me you were in your room.”
Star jumped to her feet in relief and hugged Gabriela. “I’m so happy you’re here. Oh my God! Are you okay? Clara and Alex’s mom and grandma had the worst time of it. They’re sheltering here, and there’s no internet, so we’re passing the time playing Monopoly.”
“That explains why you didn’t answer your Snap,” Gabriela said, her shoulders slumping forward in relief. “I was worried.”
I got to my feet, smoothing the creases of my pressed shirt and adjusting my cuffs. Clara’s eyes greedily ate up each of my movements, and I wouldn’t deny that my ego puffed up with pride under her scrutiny.
“I’ll leave you ladies to it, then,” I said.
Gabriela gave me what she thought was a sultry look under her lashes.
“Don’t leave because of me,” she murmured.
I caught a side glance of Clara rolling her eyes and suppressed a smirk. Clara had nothing to worry about with Gabby. She was a young girl flexing her newly honed flirting skills, nothing more. It was a running joke among the Lupu brothers that the young girls crushed on me, but I was pleased to see Clara’s jealousy flare-up. Good sign.
“Internet might be down, but I can still make calls. Which is what I’m going to do.”
Turning to Clara, I paused for a moment, drinking her in. Her pouty lips parted slightly. I loved their natural color and the glimpse of her pink tongue that poked out just a tad. Her tits pressed against the fabric of my sister’s shirt and her peaked nipples poked through. Damn, it took a strong man to tear his eyes away from that sight.
“Alex will be coming as soon as he can to go over the house and check out the damage. Do you need me to get anything from their house?” I asked, struggling to tear my eyes away from her lovely face.
She gave a slight shudder that made me want to grab her and pet her long, silky hair, maybe bite those tight nipples through the cotton shirt.
Pressing her lips together, she thought for a moment. “I brought my laptop the night of the storm. That’s the most important thing.”
My brows lifted in surprise. It had been a deluge the night of the hurricane, but she’d made sure to bring her laptop. That was some work ethic she had.
Clara gave an embarrassed little shrug. “I’m in the middle of learning a new accounting program, but it’s been days since I’ve been able to do anything. There’s only so many days I can go without working. Anything you can do about that, Tatum?”
Clara was the only woman I knew who worked. Matter of fact, besides Luca’s wife, she was the only woman I knew who’d gone to college. She recently graduated with a business degree, I recalled.
“I’ll figure out something,” I promised. “But for now, do you need anything from the house, like clothing?”
“No,” she replied instantly, her lashes fluttering nervously.
Hmmm, what did she have in her drawers she didn’t want me to see. Naughty panties? A vibrator or two?
“You can borrow any of mine until you buy new ones,” Star said in a rushed voice.
“Very well,” I replied. With a nod, I said, “Thanks for the game, ladies. It was a pleasure, despite the little mishap.”
My voice dropped to a rasp, remembering the wrath in her eyes when I called her out. God, I liked her angry. She was just so sexy when she got riled up.
Clara’s cheeks bloomed a pretty shade of pink.
It was bad form to refer to her cheating, but if she only knew the kind of punishment I itched to give her. In the privacy of my own bedroom, I’d swat that beautiful ass of hers until it was a pink that rivaled her cheeks.
Even in mixed company, the idea of laying my hands on her would be glaringly obvious to anyone who so much as glanced down at my trousers, so I slipped past and closed the door behind me. Thrusting my fists into my pockets, I stalked down the hallway before I did a turnaround and found myself back in Clara’s room.
