Page 53 of With This Kiss
“I wasn’t worried,” she said.
I turned to her. “No? Not even a little jealous?”
I wondered why I wanted her jealousy so badly.
She shook her head. “Why would I be jealous when you’re the one who brought me here? Besides, I know you wouldn’t do anything.”
“Hmm, you sound so confident. Why do you think that?”
“Because I brought Barbara with me.”
“Barbara?”
“My pink handgun.”
It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about. I laughed. “You named your pink gun? And such an old-fashioned name, too.”
She smiled, and I felt like I had just won the fucking lottery.
Hell.
Jamie Caparelli really was trouble.
We emergedfrom the room about fifteen minutes later. Everyone was settled on the couch, and all the bottles of alcohol were already brought out.
Rose was sitting in the lone recliner by herself, sulking. I didn’t look at her for more than a second before bringing Jamie over with me to join everyone. All the seats were taken, so I settled on the floor by the coffee table and pulled Jamie down onto my lap.
She tensed for a moment, and it seemed like the room went silent, just watching her and me.
Jamie seemed aware of that, too, because after a few moments, she relaxed against me, even though I knew it was taking everything in her not to pull away and slap me.
I grinned and leaned down until my lips touched her ear. “Good girl.”
The look she shot me could kill a weaker man. Luckily, I was made of tougher stuff. I fully took advantage and wrapped my arms around her middle, settling one hand over her stomach.
“You’re pushing your luck,” she said softly so only I could hear her.
“That’s me. Always pushing my luck.”
And how fucking true that was.
But I liked pushing my luck with her.
Nothing lost, nothing gained.
I pointed at the boys. “This is Fabian and Makar. And Baran, you’ve obviously met already.”
Baran, stupid fucker that he was, perked up at his name. “Hello, darling. Did you miss me?”
I rolled my eyes. If he were sitting any closer, I would have hit him.
“If you ever get tired of this one, you can always come and find me,” Baran said, making a show of looking her up and down.
Jamie scrunched her face up in disgust. Before I could say anything, Baran got a slap in the face from Scottie, the girl he brought with him.
“You can be such an asshole, you know that?” She stood up and walked out of the cabin.
It didn’t take Baran long to follow her. “Baby, you know I was only messing around. You’re the only girl for me. Baby!”
