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“It’s fine. You need to make them breakfast before they break down my door, and I have to investigate the intruder on the premises.”
“I know, but you?—”
“You started something by feeding the animals, little Angel. And now you need to follow through.”
He sighs and then moves off me, but not before leaning down and caressing my cheek tenderly.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he says, and I watch him change into something far too revealing. Not that I say anything. It only encourages his bad behavior.
And as much as him being a brat seems to turn me on, I don’t want anyone else to get any ideas. I’d hate to have to dispose of my workers.
19
ANGEL
“Psst,” Bane whispers from behind a plant in the garden. Jake follows my line of sight and then looks at me with a sideways grin, and I shrug.
Weird,I sign and Jake nods his head in agreement.
“I can totally see you. You know that, right?” I call out.
Bane places a finger up to his lips and shakes his head. “Shh. And I’m wearing camo. You can’t actually see me. Just my illusion, Angelo.”
I roll my eyes as I stand up, brushing my pants free of the dirt that’s slowly seeping through the knees and wince when I feel the twinge in my ass.
So fucking good. I can’t wait for tonight. I want to face him this time, want to trace his wicked mouth with my fingertips, imagining my lips moving on his.
Bane waves his hand toward me in urgency and starts bouncing on his feet, so I pick up the pace, his eyes darting this way and that as I approach. “What is it?”
He grabs on to me and pulls me behind the bush and then reaches down and hands me a rusted box.
“Your husband is keeping secrets, Angelo.”
The weight of the box in my hands almost seems unbearable as my stomach churns. “What is this?”
“I might have taken a long look through it,” he says with a grin and then touches the broken lock. “I found it hidden in the wall of his bedroom. It’s a woman’s.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah,oh. Who is she and why is her box hidden in the walls?”
“I don’t know. I know nothing, Bane.”
He perks up, his eyes shining mischievously. “Want me to saw him in half? I can do that.”
“No. No. I just need to figure this out. Thank you. I owe you.”
“You owe me nothing. Except maybe a kiss.”
I eye him and he grins, puckering his lips.
“I’m not kissing you, Bane.”
“Come on. Just one. I’ve always wondered.”
Gently, I shove him back and then head to the greenhouse with the box tucked under my arm. As soon as the door closes behind me, I set the box down and stare at it, unsure if I want to open Pandora’s box.
I shouldn’t, I tell myself, and yet my fingers pry the box open.