Page 86 of Hide From Me

I didn’t give him my full attention, but from the corner of my eye I noticed he hit the door so hard I was surprised that Zeiden didn’t get hurt in the process.

“Eating. What the hell are you doing?” I said, mirroring his tone.

Xander was already digging in.

“Damn. What did you do to these eggs?”

I looked at him and ignored the grumpy asshole stomping his way to me.

“Butter and milk. The milk?—”

Cas grabbed my arm and forced me to look at him.

“Rylee, what the hell are you doing?”

I blinked at him all innocent like and smiled.

“Why, explaining to Xander why my eggs are so tasty.”

He only had one arm, so I brought my free hand to my lips, licking the bit of grease on my finger from the sausages.

“Mm, delicious.”

A war played out on his face at that moment. His eyes darkened, his nostrils flared, and I watched as his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.

“Sorry, Caspian. I didn’t know you would be stopping by with how you left me and all. Maybe next time.”

The legs of the chair scratched over the floor as Zeiden sat at the table. It was then that I noticed there were only three chairs. I couldn’t imagine these idiots sitting here like a real family, but maybe they did?

“Well, by all means, don’t let me stop you from eating. Guess you can just share.”

He grabbed the chair behind me, wrapped his arm around my waist, and in a more fluid motion than I could have pulled off, he was sitting down with me on his lap.

“So, traitors. What’s on the schedule for the morning?” I was determined to ignore Cas.

Xander didn’t say anything while he chewed. I fought the feel of Cas’s hot body beneath me. I tried to pull down the dress a little more. Why is it I had felt badass and sexy when I’d put this on to go meet some sleazy blackmailing PI, but on Cas’s lap? It felt like I was either overdressed or not dressed enough. The white shirt I’d tied at my waist leaving the dress looking a little more casual gave me some more coverage. With him though? It didn’t matter.

“What, Rylee? You were eating. Please continue.”

I wiggled my ass, and I could have sworn I felt him suck in a breath. Maybe I was wrong. But I still smiled to myself as Ireached for a sausage. Before I made it to my mouth, he grabbed my wrist and brought it to his mouth, taking a bite.

“Delicious,” he said as I watched him lick his lips. Fucking hell.

I took my own bite because I wasn’t letting him get all my hard work.

“It is delicious. It’s a little small though,” I said and smirked.

“You weren’t complaining about size yesterday,” he said. His fingers danced over the hem of the dress, moving up my thigh.

“Maybe I was very hungry before and anything, even a tiny little sausage, would suffice.”

I heard stifled laughter at the table.

He didn’t bother saying anything as I took a rather aggressive bite of the sausage. I did damn near choke though as those fingers danced way too close to my pussy. She sure as hell didn’t think he was small or even a little inadequate. I guess I should have been happy the table was here, but at the same time, I hated the way he thought he could just touch me and I’d roll over for him.

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