Page 65 of Sins

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Kenna glanced at me, and I closed my eyes. I wished I’d drowned the bitch in the pool while I’d had the chance.

“I saw you,” she hissed. “You’re friends with the guy on the video.”

“Who?”

“The fucking dude with the Harry Potter glasses who always stares at you from a distance.”

“Simon?” Kenna looked more confused than ever. Then her gaze moved back to mine, and I gave her a nod. “I see.”

“You played me, Kenna, and I walked right into it, because I thought we were friends.”

“Friends?” Now it was Kenna’s turn to laugh. “Is this the way you treat a friend? We haven’t truly been friends since you started screwing around with Sasha. You hated that we had a past, but that was before I even knew you.”

“I trusted that you were finished with him, but you kept stringing him along. I saw the way he watched you, too.”

“Speaking of trust,” Kenna pressed her lips together, “tell me how you knew Kurt.” Her eyes bulged, and I knew Kenna saw the truth on her face. Hanna did feed information to Kurt about her.

“It was nothing. It was a long time ago.” Hanna waved her off, but Kenna wasn’t having it. “He was a friend of Sasha’s. He came over one night and started asking questions about you. As you know, that’s nothing new for me,” she glared, “to spend my nights talking all about the amazing Kenna.” She rolled her eyes. “He was obsessed with you, so I just nudged him your way, hoping Sasha would see it and focus back on me.”

“You almost got Kenna killed because of that.” I stepped forward to grab the bitch, but Kenna put a hand on my arm to stop me.

“That’s not my fault!”

Kenna calmed herself down and placed a hand on her stomach and whispered something I couldn’t make out. When her eyes opened, I saw she was channeling something darker. “Look, Hanna, I’ve had a very rough couple of months. I’ve done things I didn’t even know I was capable of.” Kenna took a step toward her, and I prepared myself to step in should Hanna try anything. “But one thing I’m sure of is if you ever come between me or my family again,” she drew attention to her stomach, and Hanna’s eyes widened, “I’ll push you off this rooftop and happily watch as your soul gets slammed out of your body on impact. So, wrap up your leftover snatch and get the fuck out of here.”

“Well,” Hanna touched her face as if it were tender, “I hope you have a boy. At least it’ll have a fighting chance not to be a whore.”

“Jesse,” I snapped, “see that Hanna is escorted off the property. This will be her last visit to any Gates hotel.” Hanna’s mouth dropped open as Jesse moved to stand next to her.

“Right this way,” he commanded.

“Oh, and Hanna?” Kenna joined my side. “He feels fantastic.” She flicked her tongue, and I nearly lost my nerve it was so sexy.

Hanna gave us the finger as Jesse handed her a towel then carefully shoved her naked ass in the elevator with two security guards.

“Fantastic?” I arched my brow playfully, but she rolled her eyes. “Come here.” I reached to grab her, but she stepped back. Instantly, my blood heated. “Kenna.”

“Not here.” She headed toward the elevator, and I knew she was right to move to the privacy of the penthouse. I reached out to pull her close as I stepped inside, but she skirted around me before I could touch her. As soon as the doors closed behind us, she turned to face me.

“Why didn’t you tell me Simon was on Hanna’s video with Sasha Landry?”

“No one knew but me and Dad.”

She didn’t comment as the doors opened, and she immediately moved to the bar and poured herself a glass of sparkling water. “I should have been told.”

I took a moment to admire the way her ass looked in the dress as she moved farther into the room. The dress clung to all the right places.

“Hey, babies.” She patted the boys as they ran to her. Gone were the days when they came to me. Zahr licked her hand, wanting more.

“So,theycan touch you?” I teased. I wasn’t going to put up with that for much longer.

“They didn’t lie to me.”

“You want to know why I kept it from you?” I shrugged off my coat and draped it on the back of the chair. “Because I couldn’t figure him out.”

“Couldn’t, as in past tense?” I nodded. “Because he helped Brick and helped catch my stalker?”

“Yeah. I needed you to act normal while I watched him.”

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