Page 6 of Tempting Jada

Oh, shit. She didn’t mean for anyone to see that. She could feel herself blush, which made him laugh. “Oh, yeah. Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. It was great to watch, but I want you to tell one of us if the slut messes with you again. You shouldn’t have to deal with it.”

“I can take care of myself on my own, Dre.”

“I know, but you shouldn’t have to. You’re here under our protection.”

Jada nodded. She wasn’t going to argue. “Do you want to grab a brownie before I take them to the girls?”

“Hell, yeah, and I’m going to walk around so everyone can see me eating it.”

“You’ve got a vicious spirit, dude. I like it, but watch your back,” she said. “Titan was just in here, and I didn’t give him one, so you might get some shit from him.”

“Bring it on.” He laughed and walked out the back door.

She lifted the pan and started out of the kitchen when she passed the knife still stuck in the wall. She pulled it out and set it on the counter.

Jada couldn’t get the smile off her face. It felt good to fight and throw a knife. It had been a long time. She thought about carrying one with her, but the ones she liked never fit in a purse or looked good on her hip, wearing nice clothes for work. There were ones stashed under the counter and in her apartment. She secretly wished she’d had one on her the night at the bar. She would have taken Dirk out then.

She’d ask one of the guys if there was a place she could practice that was out of the way. Hell, if the girls wanted to learn, she might teach them.

She walked through the door of the family room.

“It’s about time,” Lindsey said.

Jada rolled her eyes. “Sorry.”

“Hey, part of it is missing,” Chelsea exclaimed.

Jada grinned. “Yeah, Kyra’s man caught me before I left the kitchen. He planned on walking around and showing everyone as he ate it.”

“Hell, that means now, we have more brownies to make,” Harley said.

Jada laughed. She was glad Harley was opening up. She was so shy at first, but the more she got to know them, the more assertive she got.

“Yup,” Tara said. “Let’s start them after the movie. It’s getting to a good part.”

Jada and the others laughed at some of the parts as they ate the whole pan.

After the movie, the women were in the kitchen baking before they had to start dinner. She watched Titan come in the door. He stood off to the side with his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes at her. The only thing she could think of that would have pissed him off was Dre telling him about the slut. Well, too bad. She did what she had to do and would keep doing it.

He gripped her upper arm and pulled her to the side. “Do you want to tell me what happened in the kitchen an hour or so ago?” Titan asked.

She tried to pull away. “Not really.”

“Well, you’re going to.”

“Probably not,” she said in a snotty tone.

Titan growled. “That’s it.” He pulled her along until they entered one of the bathrooms and locked her in. “You’re not going anywhere until we come to an understanding.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin. “Really?”

Jada saw him grit his teeth and knew she should stop poking him.

Titan lifted her and set her on the counter by the sink, bent down, and got in her face. “Why are you fighting this thing so much? You know you belong to me.”

Her eyes widened. “Why the hell do you think I’d know that? Just because you flirted with me a few times?”

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