Page 51 of Indulge
He arches a brow. “I can be.”
“Oh? Do I have to warm you up to two hundred degrees first to thaw you out? Maybe wait a year before you become fun?”
He shakes his head. “What are you doing, Princess?”
My cheeks heat. That nickname hits me right where it shouldn’t, and he knows it.
“What I do best,” I say around another mouthful. “Being. A. Brat.”
I poke my tongue out at him for good measure.
“I told you, you get therealBella now. Get ready for every single button you have to be pressed.”
I jab my nail into his bicep as I pass.
He grabs my wrist, glare sharp enough to cut. “Careful. You might end up pushing a button you’ll regret.”
That warning tone makes my pussy ache. That deep, commanding voice, enough to make me fall to my knees.
“That’s the fun part.”
I wink at him, grab my plate, and take it to the sink.
“Gold star for you. Good breakfast.” I pause, turning with a smirk. “But you’re on minus ten, so you’ve got some catching up to do, Irish.”
He chuckles as he stands, almost coming to life.
He brushes past me to grab his gun from the counter.
“Careful,” I warn. “I wouldn’t leave that out near me.”
He looks down at me, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“You gonna shoot me, Princess?”
I bite my lip, looking up through my lashes. “Ask my brothers about me. Don’t test me, Irish. And never miss a dinner I’ve cooked special for you.”
He blinks, unreadable. He’s either impressed or imagining me pressed against the counter, I can’t tell.
“I’ll see you after work. Drago will be here shortly. Play nice. I’ve got a surprise for you this afternoon.”
“You gonna make it home for dinner, or you planning to go get your dick wet at the club?” I ask as he backs away.
His face doesn’t flinch. “What club?”
A smirk tugs at my lips. “You tell me.”
He shakes his head and waves as he leaves.
I blow him a kiss, then flip him off as the door closes. I need to know more about this damn club.
The knock at the door makes me jump. I wipe flour off my hands onto my apron and dash to answer it.
When I do, I’m greeted by a beautiful blonde. Tall, curves to die for, and blue eyes that burn into me.
“Hi.” She smiles brightly.
I frown. Should I know who this is? I’ve been given the rundown, but she isn’t on the list. Then my stomach sinks. Is she here for Reggie?
