“Uncle Trigger,” I pleaded, my eyes practically bugging out of my head. “Please don’t tell my dad. I. . . . We just. . . .” I clamped my mouth shut because I couldn’t think of what to say to persuade him not to rat us out.
Within moments, his expression changed from shock to amusement.
“I won’t say a thing, sweetie. On one condition.” His smirk made me wary.
“Anything,” I promised. Kaden reached for my hand, but I batted it away, not wanting to add fuel to the fire. Although the damage had already been done; he’d seen us groping each other, practically dry humping against the back of the clubhouse.
“You have to promise that whenever you do tell your father, that I’m there to see it.” He laughed, and I wasn’t quite sure if he was serious or not.
“Why?” Kaden asked the question, just as baffled as I was.
“Let’s just say it’ll be the sweetest karma.”