We could hand that laptop off to Psalter… there might be something worth finding.”
I plucked the cap from Chloe’s hand and stared at it. “Yeah,” I said. “Or maybe I just think it’s time to get to know a little more about the family.”
“Does that mean spending time at the family home?” Natashya asked, plopping down on the arm of the couch Baldy was sleeping on. Once my pants were fastened and back in place, she gave the bulge at my crotch a little peck and then stood up. It was almost working. We’d both still be the wealthiest people on the planet. I sensed a nervous energy about her, and she looked like she was on the verge of asking me another question. Would she be able to stop Chloe before my bodyguard finished the job? Natashya had been staring at the bald man passed out on the couch, flicking his ear with a finger. Boring, right?”
He waited a beat for me to respond, and when I didn’t, he said said, “You did fuck her, right?”
Not responding, I glanced at his bodyguard still leaning against the door with her tree trunk arms crossed over her chest. “Oh shit… that’s right. We just go home?”
I caught sight of Helen appearing from the other side of the house, minus a fiery little submissive.
