“So now probably isn’t a good time to tell you Sonny’s been spotted talking to Yen Hong at Desires restaurant?”
“What?” Kenna broke our connection first but then looked back at me when she connected the dots to Dale. Since he worked there, it was most likely why he’d come by. I nodded, and she shook her head. “You weren’t going to tell me, were you?”
“No, I wasn’t.” I leaned down to her ear. “The same rules apply here, Kenna. You aren’t to leave Secrets unless escorted by the men I have watching you. Don’t,” I gritted, “make me handcuff you toourbed again.” Her mouth opened, and I kissed her hard to make my point.
“Yup, the big bad Reaper’s fuckin’ gotcha.” Minnie laughed as I fought to pull away.
I waved to Jesse to come over, and when he joined us, I turned to Minnie. “When did you spot Sonny at Desires?”
“Just now.”
“Twice in twenty-four hours,” Jesse muttered quietly. “I’d say he’s trying to get your attention.”
“Wait,” Kenna held up a hand, “why was he talking to Yen Hong?”
Minnie held up her phone. “Brick texted and said he was asking about you. I guess Trigger followed Sonny but lost him in the crowd on the Strip.”
“Excuse me, Ms. Lodge,” one of staff held up a garment bag, “I was told to hand this over to you directly and not leave it in the back.”
“Oh, thank you.” Kenna draped the bag over her arm. “Please send my gratitude to the seamstress.”
“Of course.” He slipped away.
“Is that…?” Minnie gushed over the bag.
“It is.”
Her hands shot to her face and her smile widened. “That’s tonight! I almost forgot.”
Hold on. “What’s tonight?” I couldn’t catch up.
“Yen Fashions. His launch at Indulge.” Minnie looked at me like I lived under a rock. “Kenna’s in the show.”
I laughed. “The fuck you are.”
“I’m thinking those new pumps I got from Rene Caovilla.” Kenna ignored me.
Minnie swooned. “The ones with the flowers that wrap up your ankle?”
“Yes!”
I thought my head was going to explode. How did we go from Sonny to a fucking fashion show? “Enough.” I was going to loseit. “Jesse.” I didn’t have to say anything else. He knew I wanted him to go find out everything about Sonny being at Indulge.
“On it.” Jesse disappeared.
“Kenna, there’s no fucking way you’re doing any kind of a public show?—”
“Grim,” she cut me off and raised her chin, “I made a commitment to Yen a long while back that I’d help him debut a few pieces from his collection.”
“I don’t give a?—”
“But think about it.” She covered my lips with her finger. “We can use this as a lure to draw Sonny out. It’s perfect. I’ll be on stage, so he can’t touch me up there, then you guys can grab him.”
My initial reaction was to cut her off and forbid it, but the idea of her being in the spotlight and untouchable interested me. I kissed her fingers, then something hit me. “What’s the dress look like?” I reached for the bag, but she pulled it out of reach.
“I guess you’ll just have to find out.” She leaned up and kissed my cheek. “Check your calendar. I made sure the event was in there weeks ago.”
I felt Minnie watching me as Kenna left. Her ass had just disappeared around the corner when Minnie snorted. “What?”