Page 27 of Indulge
“Oh, for fuck’s sake. You’ve already done that, haven’t you?”
“I don’t want anything more, Rowan. That ain’t who I am, and I am not what she wants either. Okay?”
He leans back against the counter.
“So you’re not going to have sex with your wife?” He asks.
I shake my head. “Not planning on it.”
“And she’s okay with you messing around in Inferno?”
I chew on my lip. “As long as I don’t bring anyone home. Yes.”
“Wow.” He blows out a breath.
“Maybe take her to Inferno. Sounds like she might enjoy herself there.”
My blood runs cold.
No.
“Not happening. Let me just focus on making sure she doesn’t do a runner on me before she walks down the aisle.”
Rowan tuts.
Bella can’t leave the Decadence compound without me knowing. The whole family is on high alert for her to run. I’ve got trackers on her phone thanks to her brother and high security on my home.
Bella ain’t going anywhere.
“You should have let me do this wedding thing. At least I would have had some fun with it.” He jokes.
“Yeah. Exactly. And then we’d be fucked.”
Rowan is many things, but tactful isn’t one. He leads with his heart and his dick. Probably why our mom had twins. I’m the rational brain part. We only survive together.
“So, how was your day without me?” I ask him, desperate to change the conversation.
“Watched a guy burn down our east warehouse. We followed him to a dive bar. And I managed to get Face ID on him after blackmailing the owner. So, tomorrow night, we get to do some more stalking.”
“Nice.”
“You coming with me? Right?”
“I got a meeting with Drago and Declan first thing. Then I need to spend some time with Bella. Then I’ll be free.”
“A meeting without me?” He frowns.
“Yeah, it’s about the alliance with Theo. Nothing interesting. Probably wanna know when the wedding day is.”
Rowan chews on the inside of his mouth. “Conan can go with me if you’re busy. He wants to start training me back in the ring tomorrow anyway.”
My blood boils. Rowan nearly fucking died a few weeks ago.
“Training, already?” I keep it short and sweet.
I know how pissy he gets if I start to sound like I’m parenting him. I’d rather that than him know how shit scared I am of losing him.
“Light training, don’t worry. I’m fine, Reg. Steph and Hallie are both happy with my recovery. I’m good. I keep telling you this. You’re distracted.”
