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Vex considered what he’d just been told then stood when his agitation grew. “So, is this what we’ve been reduced to? Kings quarantining themselves because they can’t control their passions? What you should do is go and find her. Talk to her. Remember who you are, whoweare. We’re the prophetic Creole Kings, born to protect and nurture the gifted. Is she gifted? I wager you have no idea if you can’t even recall her eye color. You have an obligation, a job, you do not have the privilege ofproblems,especially ones you deem uncontrollable.”
His phone buzzed and he pulled it from his pocket, determination stiffening his spine.Can I call you?
His cock jerked so hard, he turned for the door. “Think about what I said,” he muttered, hurrying to his room as he texted.You may.
CHAPTER THREE
Jo stared at his text, her pulse going nuts.
You may.
She bit her lip, fighting back a giggle of pure excitement and arousal. She wasn’t surewhenexactly she’d gone from beingpissedat him for being an asshole to loving thehellout of it.
Her thumb hovered over the phone icon as she calmed her mind and breaths.Don’t think,just do it. She smashed the button and jerked the phone up to her ear, pacing in her bedroom, pulse banging in her ears at the third ring.
“You’ll tell me every detail in your defiant mind about it, and I will weigh the price of this offense and you will surely pay it.”
“Miss Skelton,” he all but accused upon answering.
“Vex,” she said, breathless. “Hi. How are you?”
“The same as before. And you?”
“Oh well...I’m good.”
“Rosavelt?”
“She’s great, she’s...staying with her maw-maw.”
“And Colt?”
“He’s with his Uncle Jake.”
“So, you’re alone.”
Her heart galloped at his testing, low tone.
