Page 25 of Entangled in Them

“Look, I’m sorry your two... friends... left you out of things, but you can’t really think I’m here because I want to be. I don’t have any choice, and I’m guessing you don’t either, or you would have thrown me out by now, so perhaps we just need to figure out how to muddle along together until the Capellos decide what to do with me.”

His eyes narrowed. “What did you do that makes you worth protecting?”

“Nothing. I didn’t do anything.”

Except for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but then that seemed to be the story of my life.

“There must be something. Men like the Capello brothers don’t go to all this effort for one of their little whores unless there’s something in it for them.”

I flinched at the word ‘whore,’ anger rising inside me. “I’m not a whore. Whores at least get paid for what they do. I get nothing.”

He smirked at me. “So less than a whore.”

I clenched my fists at my sides, stopping myself from lifting my hand and slapping the son of a bitch.

“I don’t know what I’ve ever done to make you hate me so much.”

His expression faltered at that. “I don’t hate you. I don’t even know you.”

“But you act like you hate me. And the other one—Ryan—definitely hates me.”

He shook his head. “He doesn’t hate you.”

I lifted my eyebrows. “I think we both know that’s bullshit.”

“He’s jealous of you. He thinks you’re trying to take his place.”

“I’m not. I’d never do that.”

“You didn’t see—” Dillon started but then he cut himself off, as though he’d been about to say something he shouldn’t.

“Didn’t see what?” I was pretty sure I’d seen all there was to see. After all, both men had been naked. But then I hadn’t really gotten a good look at the blond on the bed. His body had been hidden behind Kodee’s thrusting backside.

Dillon shook his head and glanced away. “Never mind.”

Chapter Eleven

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