Page 235 of His White Moonlight
“What do they charge these days?Is ‘no panties to work’ extra?”
I shot her a look as I towed her away from the office, and she waited until we were out on the sidewalk to say anything else.
“Am I going to get the full story now?Why did you tell him you had open access under those shorts, and why was he calling me at dawn, asking me to check on you?”
“We made out last night.”
“Remind me again how that advances your fight for freedom?”
“If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em and then beat ‘em?”I said with a shrug.
She stopped walking, all humor leaving her expression.
“You’re going to mate him and reject him?”
“Only if he makes that move.I told him I was done fighting him but that, if he mates me, even if I’m willing in the heat of the moment, once the deed is done, I will reject him.He knows his options.I laid it all out for him.”
“I bet you did, Miss No Knickers.”
“This is a bigger test for him to keep his word.He promised he wouldn’t mate with me.If he can keep that promise, no matter what I do or say, then I believe he’ll keep his promise about other things.And maybe…” I shrugged, and she slowly smiled.
“He’s winning you over, isn't he?”
I sighed.“Maybe.Now, what are we going to do for the next hour that it’ll take him to calm down?”
“Shop, of course.It’s your penance.”
I groaned all the way to the ride share she ordered for us, but my mood improved when we walked through Zellon’s doors and got snooty looks from the two women who were sitting at a consultation table with a jeweler.
One of the women’s phones started to ring before they could say anything to us.
Miranda pulled me over to the necklace that went with her earrings.
“Mommy, mommy, if I win on Saturday, will you buy this?”Miranda begged with a grin.
“If you have to fight at all, I’ll tell Mom and Dad to get it for you, but I doubt you will.”
“What?Why?”
“Don’t pick it up,” a woman behind us said.
At first, I thought she was talking to Miranda, which was dumb of her since the necklace was in a locked glass case.
“You know what she wants,” the woman continued.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw the woman with the phone in her hand sigh and answer the call on speaker.Rude, but I also sensed some brewing drama.
“Chloe, I need a favor,” a familiar voice said.“Daddy froze my cards, and I need a loan for a few days.”
“Sorry, Lindi.Daddy froze my card, too, after last week’s party.It’s going to be at least a month before I’m back in his good graces.”
“I understand.”
The tension in Lindi’s response had me grinning along with Chloe.
“I hope we can meet up for lunch soon,” Chloe said before hanging up and handing her card to the consultant.“I’ll take the bracelet.”
“Wait, is thattheLindi?”Miranda asked softly.
