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Huck didn’t leave space between us when he climbed in. His leg was pressed against mine, and he rested his hand on my thigh. I stared down at it, then glanced up at him. Why couldn’t I just ask him what he thought of the dress? Or how I looked? We might just be having sex, but I could still ask him what he thought. I wanted to tell him how handsome he was, but I couldn’t seem to get the words out. I inhaled the hint of spice and cigar. It made me want to crawl in his lap and bury my face in his neck.
I didn’t do that, of course, but I fantasized about it while I stared out the window. His hand tightened on my leg as we pulled through the security gate and onto the road.
Gage and Levi were discussing someone I didn’t know who would be there tonight. Garrett didn’t trust him, and they were to keep their eyes on him. They made a joke about a silencer, but Huck said nothing. He continued to hold on to my thigh with a firm grip. As if I were going to jump out of the moving vehicle.
I stared at his hand on my thigh, and for the life of me, I couldn’t think of a way to ask him what he thought of my dress or how I looked. Everything sounded like I was begging for approval, and I was not going to do that. I might plead with him when he was inside of me, but that was different.
Gage asked Huck something about a deal, and Huck said it would be finalized on Monday. Other than that, nothing else was discussed. When we pulled under the entrance to Hughes Farm, I gasped. Twinkling white lights were everywhere. I sat up and looked out the front window, taking in everything. The entire mansion was lit up. It was breathtaking. Smiling, I glanced back at Huck and found him watching me.
“It looks magical,” I said.
He only nodded, but his gaze stayed locked on mine.
Gage pulled the car to a stop in front of the house, and a man opened his door. I realized this was a valet parking situation when Huck stepped out and held his hand out to me. Outside of the car, it was even more incredible. Huck placed his hand on the small of my back as we walked up the path of fairy lights to the front door. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever experience anything like this again, so I took in every detail.
“Does he always go all out like this?” I asked Huck.
“Hughes goes all out for everything,” was his response, and then he took my hand and tucked it in the crook of his arm as we climbed the stairs.
“The guests tonight, do they all know what he is … what you all are?” I asked.
The entire group went silent. Huck stared at me. Was that something I wasn’t supposed to ask?
“What do you mean?” he asked me.
I shrugged. “Exactly what I asked. Do they all know Garrett is the boss and you’re”—I waved a hand toward them—“the Mafia?”
“Shit,” Gage muttered under his breath.
Huck’s hand fisted. “You been snooping, Trinity?” His tone was hard.
I realized then that he had never told me. “No. Maddy told me when I stayed with her. I live with y’all. Even if she hadn’t, don’t you think I would have figured it out eventually?”
Huck’s hand relaxed, and he nodded. “I wasn’t aware Maddy had spoken to you about it.”
The front door swung open, and we walked inside. This was my first time inside the mansion, and in awe, I paused for a moment. Marble floor and a massive staircase that curled around, going up more than one floor. The chandelier that hung in the entrance was opulent.
“Mr. Kingston,” the man at the door greeted Huck, then turned to the others as they entered.
Huck walked us under the chandelier and through a large arched doorway. We made another turn and then went down a few steps before walking out the two open double doors leading out onto a terrace that overlooked an elaborate garden. There wasn’t a tree or bush that wasn’t twinkling. Music played as people mingled with drinks in their hands.
To the right was a dance floor, and a live band sat off to the left of it. Tuxedo-clad men in cowboy hats and boots and beautiful women draped in expensive jewelry filled the area, making me feel more out of place than I had ever felt in my life.
An older man with a white beard raised his hand in greeting when he saw Huck. “Just the man I wanted to see. Garrett doesn’t share you, and I need help with a problem thoroughbred that has excellent bloodlines.”
Huck led us over to the older man, who was standing with a younger woman. The woman was currently ogling Huck. She was gorgeous and sophisticated. Her blonde hair was styled in an upswept hairdo, leaving her neck and shoulders bare. Her lean body allowed her to wear the kind of dress I could never get away with. It was so low-cut in the front that it almost went to her navel. She had no worries about her boobs breaking free. They were small and perky. Must be nice.
“Judas,” Huck replied with a nod of his head. “I’d be happy to help, but you know Garrett must agree.”
Judas chuckled as if that were funny. “Of course,” he agreed, and then his eyes went to me. “Who is this stunning beauty?”
“Trinity Bennett,” he said. “Trinity, this is Judas Aiken and his wife, Iris. They’re old family friends of the Hugheses’.”
Oh, wow, this man could be her father, and they were married.
“I’m shocked to see you with a date,” Iris piped in with a smirk on her red lips. “You normally leave with a couple on your arms.”
Neither Huck nor Judas responded to that comment.
