Page 136 of Unleashed

I release Hadley’s shoulders, and she shrugs. “Lawyers date. Morgan had a family.”

“Don’t mention that bitch to me. Demons are the exception.”

“I had lunch today with Rod.”

I cross my arms and smile at Val as she walks past. “That’s nice.”

“It was. He couldn’t stop smiling.”

I’m dubious as I laugh. “Um, okay. Are you looking for him to be sad? You’re his BFF. Rough neighborhood, I guess.”

Hadley giggles and shakes her head. “He hasn’t been smiling much since he came back to Richmond. Do you have any idea why?”

I make a face at her. “Why would I?”

“You’re living with him.”

“Come on, Hadley. You know how it is.”

“I asked Rod what he did with you last night, and he said you went swimming.”

I nod with a pout. “It’s so hard to keep a secret from you, my sister-in-law. We got down and dirty, swimming in a public pool in front of little children.”

She ignores my sarcasm. “I asked him what you did after that, and he said you did nothing.”

“Oh, my. Such a disgrace.”

“I don’t believe it. Rod’s face turned beet red, Simone, and he wouldn’t look at me.”

“He’s shy.”

“Bullshit.”

I pretend to check my nail polish, and Hadley looks behind me. “Can you come here for a second?”

I look up with swift dread. “Who are you talking to?” I don’t have to look to know.

She sighs. “Pretty please?” Then Hadley grins and I search for an escape. Seeing my face, she grabs my wrist.

Greg asks, “What?” I feel his heat on my back.

“You two are acting weirder than usual today.”

“Huh?” we say together. Awesome. Not suspect at all.

I see Betsy leaning against the chain-link fence, watching us with her arms folded over her nonexistent boobs. That skank is about to learn a lesson.

I turn and grab Greg’s hand. “I told Hadley about our passionate sex on the floor last night.”

His eyes bulge at me. “Seriously? Why? I didn’t.”

Hadley covers her mouth as she laughs. I grab a handful of Greg’s white Tom Petty T-shirt and lean over to his ear. “Betsy is watching. Grab my boob and play along.”

I trail my fingers down to his belt, and his breathing falters before I pull away from him and resume talking to Hadley. “It was pretty hardcore. We couldn’t wait to get to our room and made love on the floor.”

Hadley gapes at us while Greg recalibrates or something, since he’s speechless. I feel like I’m an army of one until Greg puts his arm over my shoulders and squeezes me close to him. “You wore a tiny bikini. Any man could not resist.”

I force a giggle. “You’re the only man who matters to me.” I tilt my head at our creeper. “Is there a problem, Betsy?”

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