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He nodded and opened the door for me.
Eventually, we made it to Porter Industries’ main building, and I made my way to Uncle Blaine’s office.
Casually, I opened his door. “Hey, Uncle Blaine, I—” I started, but my words faltered. I covered my eyes as I almost fully witnessed him practically devouring my aunt Maia on his desk. She was making all types of noises, and he chuckled as he talked dirty to her. Thankfully, they were fully clothed, but at the rate they were going, I knew it wouldn’t last.
“Um, Uncle Blaine?” I said louder, and he practically threw Maia onto the seat behind him to hide her before he looked back at me. I removed my hands, and he shook his head.
“No! You cannot come in here without giving me a heads-up! Just because I always do it to Killian and Brielle doesn’t mean you can come to do it to me, too,” he hissed, and Aunt Maia giggled.
“Stop making the poor girl upset, Blaine. She doesn’t need to schedule appointments to come to see you,” she remarked, and he gave her a look.
“But I thought we were going to try—” he started, and I interjected immediately.
“I can leave if you want me to. It won’t be a problem!”
Aunt Maia smiled. “Later, champ. Help out your niece. I’ll see you at home.”
Uncle Blaine whined as he watched her stand up and walk over to me. She gave me a quick hug, and I gave her a small, awkward pat on the back. After what I just witnessed, I don’t think I’ll ever sleep at night. She laughed at my reaction and walked out of the room.
“Don’t worry, sweetie; that’ll be you in the future, and since you’re Killian’s kid, probably worse,” she said, giggling, making her way to the elevator, and I looked back to Uncle Blaine, who was still pouting.
I gave him a look. “I’ll give you the chocolate candy bar in my bag if you forgive me for barging in and help me,” I bargained, and he thought about it seriously for a moment.God, is there anything this man will put before eating food?
“I’ll consider it. Now, what can I do for you, Niecey Dede?”
I sighed as he leaned against the front of his desk, and I sat on one of the sofas in front of him.
“It’s Dad. He’s unreasonable like always.”
Uncle Blaine shrugged. “That’s usually how it goes when Calvin gets under his skin.”
I nodded and continued, “I just wanted to go out for a little, but he has Leo watching me like a hawk. Could I borrow one of your cars for a little? I’ll only be an hour or two.”
“I would love to help, but I don’t want to get in trouble,” he stressed as if he was a five-year-old.
I gave him a look. “You’re my only hope, Uncle Blaine. If not you, then Uncle Shin—but it wouldn’t feel right betraying my favorite uncle…” I said, buttering him up.
He nodded quickly. “You’re right, and you definitely should not go to Eugene. That motherfucker’s just weird... no offense,” he muttered, and I knew he was only feeding his ego.
“I know, right? Which is why I came to my uncle Blainey.” I smiled innocently, and he sighed.
“Before I help you, what’s so secretive that angry Papa Bear can’t know about? Not that I blame you for hiding anything from that insane lunatic.”
“It’s a secret,” I replied, and he narrowed his eyes at me.
“No boyfriend?” he asked, and I shook my head.
“No boyfriend.”
He walked over to his desk and opened a drawer. “I hope you know you’re my favorite niece.” He tossed me a key, and I caught it with a smile.
“I’m everyone’s favorite.”
He rolled his eyes. “Especially Calvin’s. God, I want to bash his head into the wall. Calling my goddaughter his? Oh, let me hear that fucker say it one more time.”
I sighed as I got up to give him a calming hug.
“And you’re the best godfather I could ever have; that’s why you’re my favorite, too.”
