“Probably not,” he snarked.
The thought of looking at the screens filled with lies we’d been fed repulsed me, so I stood with my hip braced against the window frame.
“How’s the hormonal wife?”
I pressed my head against the cool frame. “Driving me bat-shit crazy. She’s upped her game and bought some lingerie that makes me want to fuck her senseless. I left her lying on the sofa looking like some siren ready to call me to my doom with the excuse that I was going to collect the pizza.”
“Is the pizza ready?”
“It will be in about ten minutes.” I shrugged and turned to face him.
“You know if she wins this, she’ll be unbearable,” Jordan deadpanned.
“She’s the only one with balls big enough to tell you off.”
Jordan laughed. “It’s kinda cute in a kitten with claws that stick in your jumper sort of way. She cares for Megan, I get it.”
“This funeral is going to be a nightmare.” My hands trailed down my face and I leaned back to look at the ceiling.
“You need to stop feeling guilty. It never occurred to me to take the opportunity that night. He’d been a loose cannon for too long. Using one of the home invader’s guns was a stroke of genius.”
At the time I’d been angry and careless. Would I have done the same again with the same set of circumstances? Maybe. The moment he threatened Cassandra, all logic and reason went out the window.
“It’s hard to look at Ash knowing I was the one who caused his misery,” I confessed.
“Michael would have caused him more misery if he’d lived. He wouldn’t have been happy until he was the only living heir and took over their father’s business. He was a horrible shit and I personally will not be mourning his loss at the funeral.”
My phone pinged. “That’s the pizza.”
“Did you order me one?”
A faint smile crossed my lips. “I ordered for you and Megan, as my wife would kick my ass if I left her best friend to starve.”
“Pussy!” Jordan laughed.
“Your day will come!” I retaliated on my way out the door.
The foyer was empty, which was why I noticed the man standing outside staring in. He was the same man who’d turned that auction into a nightmare. The stupid fucker who’d been texting my wife and scaring her. When he saw me he turned and moved swiftly away. My heart hammered in my chest and my temper rose. What the fuck was going on?
My finger moved over my phone as I texted Jordan. There was no way I was going outside unarmed. At least the security glass surrounding me and the CCTV in the foyer kept me safe.
“Keep the change.” I handed the delivery driver a tip that was worth more than the pizzas.
He gave me a huge grin and a wave. I’d probably given him more than his night’s wage. I preferred to have my pizzas delivered quickly and without being dropped several times on the street.
“Where the fuck is he?” Jordan must have used the stairs because none of the elevators had pinged.
“He was at that window.” I nodded in the appropriate direction, grabbing Jordan’s arm to stop him following him. “I still have his phone number from when he was annoying Cassandra.”
If anyone could access a person’s past from a piece of personal data like a telephone number, it was Jordan. He should have studied computers instead of the law. He would have been a top hacker with the right tools.
I handed Jordan his pizzas and headed to the elevators. “We have enough problems right now, Jay. Let’s keep an eye on him until we at least get this funeral sorted.”
Cassandra was still lounging on the sofa dressed in lace and barely covered in silk. Yesterday, I’d been winning on the dare because she kept watching me as if I was her favourite meal walking past her and she was starving. Today, she’d orchestrated that bubble bath and now was clad in a lace bodysuit that clung to her curves. The red silk kimono wasn’t for modesty or heat as it was lying open.
She sat up when I came in, her legs crossed under her. The movement tightened the lace over her breasts and made them bulge over the top. This round was definitely going in her favour.
Cassandra normally insisted we eat at the table, but she grabbed a slice of pizza and shoved it in her mouth. She stopped, her eyes wide when she caught me watching her.