Page 4 of Savoring Her Snake

“You didn’t think about warning me?” I rub my forehead.

“That wouldn’t be fun.” The asshole laughs. “Where are they?”

I move to the middle of the bed. “At a hotel, I hope.” I grab the sheet, pull it to my waist, and lay flat.

“You hope?”

“I left them in the care of Bane. He was taking them to a hotel. What happened from here to there is anyone's guess. He hasn’t called to complain, but he rarely does.” Bane is loyal and would cut his tongue out before he uttered a word of anger toward me.

“He’s dedicated. Sally will have him wrapped around her finger,” he says.

“Probably,” I sigh.

“So you have a sister,” he drawls.

“Fuck, she’s fast. She was probably texting you while walking out the door,” I hiss.

“Probably.” He softens his voice, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I value my privacy,” I growl.

“I know you want to act like you don’t need anyone, but I know you better.”

“Fuck, I don’t know. She isn’t a blood sister, but we chose each other. I found her bleeding in the streets. She had been attacked, and I felt compelled to help her.” I hate explaining myself to anyone. I don’t need to share my reasoning. “She needed help, and I was there.”

“I think there is much more to it, but I’ll let it go.”

“I would appreciate it,” I say dryly.

“She’s a fox shifter,” he states.

“Sally was thorough,” I grit out.

“She always is,” he says.

“Yes,” I confirm. “She doesn’t have a family. So I am her family.”

“Do snakes eat foxes?” he asks slyly.

“Fuck off.” I smile and shake my head. Micah and Quinn are the only ones who can give me shit. Maybe Sally.

“Are you going through with the sale?”

“Yes, the buyer is sending the money by the end of the week.” I’m ready to move on from the business.

“What are you going to do?”

“I have numerous other businesses,” I hedge and hope he won’t pry.

“Are you moving?” No such luck.

“I don’t know yet.”

“That’s funny. You aren’t building a huge bunker on a piece of land here?”

I close my eyes. “How did you know?”

“I have my ways,” he teases and then sobers. “I would be happy to have you here.”

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