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Kee: I bet none of the other guys left their wives for a call.
Me: Are you admitting that you’re about to be my wife?
I saw her roll her eyes.
I looked around the room at my brothers and brothers-in-law. We all looked irritated, but we were all here. It was a matter of us getting to the bottom of the situation. Keelani had already been accepted into the family as one of our own.
Me: You think you deserve me home after the way you behaved today? That’d be like a damn reward for your bad behavior.
Kee: Maybe it’s a lesson for it.
I should have put the phone away, but I couldn’t stop watching her. I was watching her every movement now.
Me: What exactly would the lesson be, heartbreaker?
Me: Show me.
She threw the phone to the side and glared up at me as she took her time sliding her bikini bottoms off. She slid her hand to her sex, rolling her clit first and then worked her pussy faster and faster.
Me: I think I’ve finally broken you of being that all-American good girl.
Me: Keys for the cuffs are in the nightstand, heartbreaker.
Me: Don’t leave our hotel room.
I saw how her body tensed and how she cried out for me. Then, she stared at the camera and licked the arousal from her hand before grabbing the phone and texting me back.
Kee: If you're not here in five minutes, Dex, I’m coming to your office.
Kee was getting bolder, shining brighter, and throwing away the bottle that had kept her contained for so long. I smirked thinking that she might actually come to my office ready to tell me off, even though she’d been the one who should have been apologizing.
I wanted to see. Had Kee finally decided to do what she wanted?
Had I finally gotten my girl back?
ChapterThirty-Seven
KEELANI
Alcohol may have givenme courage but my irritation with him gave me strength. He’d had those keys in the nightstand this whole time and hadn’t told me.
I didn’t consider anything except that I was going to chew him out. I stomped out of the suite and down that hallway in hopes he could hear each footstep.
The conference rooms were spread throughout the resort, but I knew he’d have picked the biggest one for his ridiculous meeting.
Of course Penelope was sitting at a desk that expanded across the lobby. She waved to me. “Oh, are you here to see Dex?”
“Yep,” I said, and I think I caught a smirk from her. She didn’t stop me but waved me right past her so I could shove through the double doors.
I stood there, breathless, my eyes scanning the room for his arrogant ass but instead finding all of them. I saw Armanellis, Bane Black, and the Hardy brothers. All powerful men in black suits. All men I thought were back in their hotel rooms with their wives but instead they sat there discussing something. Except silence filled the room now and on the projector was the man in the Oval Office staring at me.
The fucking President of the United States glared at me on the big screen.
Somehow, I’d let my emotions, my anger, my loss of control get the best of me. The alcohol drained from my system as embarrassment filled my veins.
What the hell was I doing? Dex Hardy was a man of business, of prestige, of a billion-dollar empire. And I stood there looking crazed in a freaking raggedy old college T-shirt just long enough to cover my ass.
Dex’s eyes had widened in probably utter shock at my intrusion and then they dragged over my body from head to toe, pausing at the hem of my shirt. I didn’t even have a stupid bra on, I’d been so mad.
