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“Why not? If she insists…”
They both turn to look at me. Killian glowers. Amara’s eyebrows shoot up, her eyes focused, ready to memorize the number.
I return them a wicked smile.
“You let us bind you with a chain from the ceiling. Do everything and anything we’d like.”
Amara’s eyes narrow. And darken. “Still doesn’t sound like I’m the one paying you back.”
“That’s as far as we’re willing to go.” Killian fixes the hard-on in his sweatpants while checking the clock in the kitchen. “We’ll be depositing last month’s rent back into your account.”
Her brows furl. “I thought my parents cashed it in?”
“We might or might not have persuaded them to wire it back to us.” I loop one of her locks around my finger. “Hence, to you. We just held on to it for as long as it was a secret.”
“I don’t want it. Keep the money. Like an attorney’s fee.” She pouts when I shake my head. “It’s too much. You guys are too much.”
“You’re ours.” Killian grabs her cheek, his fingers pressing into her soft skin. “We take care of what’s ours. Besides, we believe in your shop. We know you’ll do incredible things with it, and we want to be there when it happens. No more arguing, then. Understood?”
She considers his words. I watch her brain in action, her rapid blinking as she figures out what to do next. While scrunching her nose.
“You’re nervous,” I note, tugging on her bottom lip. “You shouldn’t be. The shop is yours, no strings attached. But it doesn’t mean you can ever get away from us. If you’d ever consider leaving us, though, I’m hunting you down, A. You’ll be our prisoner until you realize you belong with us.”
She wraps her fingers around mine, whispering, “Is that a promise?”
“It’s a vow.” Killian kisses the top of her head. “We’ll talk more this evening. After work.”
Work. Christopher.
Amara’s joy has erased my earlier worries.
I don’t even want to go out there and slaughter Christopher. Just stay here for fucking ever.
But we have a hotel to run. A Christopher to kill.
It hurts to stop touching her. Them. We do it anyway.
“Wait.” Her lips pinch together, arms crossed over her chest.
“Yes?” Killian cocks an eyebrow.
“Is that all you have to tell me?”
My heart jackhammers in my chest. The blood drains from my face.
She heard us. Every word.
No. I refuse to believe that. I’m not bringing our hotel up, either. Killian was right, I need my mind clear to handle Christopher.
“You’re riding with me today,” I fill in the tense silence.
She opens her mouth, then slams it shut. “Okay.”
I’ll figure out what’s going on. Maybe she’s trying to gather the courage to tell us something.
Maybe she’s pregnant.
Maybe our semen gave her pills a big fuck you.
