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Drew’s father was definitely bitter over the money, but I wondered what my father would do in his shoes? I couldn’t picture him shutting me out as they had Drew. Although, if I were in their shoes, Drew would be in jail unless I could figure out some way to use him to my advantage.
“I’m going to check on Loretta,” Mulaney said, and I scampered to the front door, escaping before I was caught.
I flew down the stairs, hoping Drew was home. I was supposed to be using him, not helping him. But I was going to anyway.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Drew
Sonya burst through the door,out of breath, and all I could think about was taking her. It always came back to that, no matter what mood I was in. I couldn’t turn off this need to have my way with her. To make her bend to my will.
Her fingers snapped in my face. “We can fuck after we talk, but you need to get your brain out of your pants for a few minutes.”
“And I wonder, why didn’t I miss you at all today?”
She glared at me and put one hand on her hip. “I honestly don’t know why I bother.” Then she was on top of me, where I sat on the couch, her mouth against my ear. “We need to talk somewhere private.” She glanced around as if she wasn’t sure we could talk freely. That was smart thinking, and something that hadn’t occurred to me, but I wouldn’t put it past my family to have planted cameras and listening devices.
“How about a smoke? Will that make you a little easier to deal with?” I asked with a wink.
She was back on her feet in a nanosecond. “Can’t hurt to try.” She stalked to the door.
“Might need a jacket, sugar,” I called, and she spun on her heel. I loved her pissed off. She was wild and sexy and out of control, and so fucking beautiful when she was mad. Casually, I grabbed my coat from the closet. “Oh, you don’t have one, do you?” I said, shrugging my arms into the sleeves.
She didn’t say a word, stabbing the button for the elevator once we were in the lobby. “Why can’t I come home and you ask me how my day was? Or offer to get me a drink? Or maybe even run me a bath?”
I gripped her by the nape of her neck, lowering my mouth toward hers. “You know you don’t want a boring and predictable man like that.”
“I’m seriously rethinking that.”
I laughed, kissing her and backing her into the elevator. She gripped the lapels of my coat and thrust her tongue in my mouth, daring me to do something about it if I didn’t like it.
I took control of the kiss, pouring all my frustration from the day into it. She took it, easing every ounce of it with her acceptance. She let me get it out without having to say a word. In the underground garage, I led us up the ramp to an exit door. The side street off this building wasn’t so bad—not nearly as dirty as some of the others we’d been in and fairly well-lit for the evening. We huddled in an alcove, out of the wind, and I lit up a cigarette.
She looked miffed but was pacified when I held the Parliament Light to her lips. We both took a drag and blew out a stream of smoke. She stepped closer to me, tucking herself under my jacket.
“Can we talk here?” she asked, and I gave her a quizzical smile.
“What’s got you so serious?”
“Damn you.” The curse only made my smile broaden.
“I think we’re safe here. What’s on your mind?”
“I went to see your mother this afternoon.”
My smile dropped. “Is she okay? I mean, it was awful today, but she was resting when I left. She seemed all right.”
Sonya’s hand pressed against my chest, right above my heart. “She’s still resting. Didn’t get sick at all while I was there.”
I nearly sagged in relief, and her eyes softened.
“I overheard your father, brother, and sister-in-law talking. It didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but I’m thinking it will to you.”
I straightened immediately, dropping the cigarette and stomping it out. “Like what?”
“Do you know what SPE is?”
“Yes, it’s the company I own. The one I bought so I could force my father to sell his business to me.”
