Page 20 of Bad Boy Next Door
“Strange thing is”—I leaned over so I could lower my voice—“this girl. She thinks sheowesme something.”
Keagan’s eyebrows rose. “Owes you? What?”
“Gratitude?” I shook my head. “Someone—her dad—told her she was supposed to keep me happy, do whatever I asked or some shit.”
Keagan’s eyes opened wide, and he grinned. “Dude!” He punched me in the shoulder. “What the fuck have you been making her do? Anything kinky?”
“None of your business.”
“Youaremaking her do kinky shit, aren’t you?” He leaned in. “Tell me, what’s it like to have a sex slave?”
“Asshole.” I stared ahead, trying to pretend he hadn’t gotten under my skin.
“Okay, Brute Squad. Be selfish. Keep all the details to yourself.” Keagan clapped me on the back. “Come by tomorrow, after you get up, okay? Shane’s got a lead on something.”
I frowned at my brother. “I think I’ll take a pass.”
“Fine.” Keagan caved way faster than I expected. “Come anyway. Any time after noon.”
“I’m serious about staying legit, you know. I’m staying out of whatever the hell Shane’s cooking up.”
Keagan shrugged, trying to make me believe he cared. “Just be there, okay? Family meeting. I’ll have sandwiches.”
“Sure.” I never said no to free food.
Grinning, Keagan put his arm over my shoulder. “And enjoy your sex slave.”
