Page 22 of Dirty Temptation

Loving Harlow would be easy. She fits into my world and the people in it andlovesme.

I return to the kitchen and Levi is eating more of the fucking tomatoes.

“Jesus, just wait.” I growl.

“He’s always grumpy after seeing her.” He grabs another one and jumps away.

I need a change of topic stat.

“So about these skimpy pajama numbers...” I ask, shooting Knox a grin. “Anyone I know wearing them? Like say Molly?”

It wasn’t a secret that I was attracted to her on my birthday, so the question isn’t unreasonable.

“What happened between you two?” he asks.

That he never asked me before is for one simple reason: he was obsessed with Payton and didn’t seem to care about much else.

Now I suppose it’s time to discuss it.

But I do not want to be told to keep my hands off the bridesmaid, so I play it cool.

“Nothing. We watchedThe Simpsonsand I sent her home.”

It’s mostly true.

“Double potatoes for me.” Levi rubs his eight pack and is almost salivating at the mouth as I dish it up.

“God, I’m a great cook.” I slide cutlery across the marble countertop then circle around and sit with the two of them.

“Settle down Gordon Ramsey, all you did was throw pieces of cow in a hot pan,” Knox says, slicing his steak and biting into it. “But damn, it’s good.”

I grin and dive into mine.

As I’m chewing I realize Knox never answered my question.

“You know, we could hack into your security system and see what the girls are doing.”

I’m full of great ideas.

Levi’s fork freezes halfway to his mouth and Knox glares at me.

“So that’s a no?” Levi checks.

“No.” Knox growls.

But he’s thinking about it.

And the night is still young.

With a few more well-placed comments the two of us can wear Knox down and have him second guessing what his future wife and all those other women are up to.

He’s protective as hell and I’d give him two hours before he breaks and we’re peering over his shoulders and watching all those pretty little lacy panties dance around his living room.

My eyes will be seeking out just one pair.

Molly’s.

“So, you think they are getting strippers?” Levi asks as he drops his cutlery on his place.