Page 9 of Under The Greek's Protection

I smirk, then tell the others, “I need to have a conversation with my wife. We’ll meet you all in the dining room shortly.”

Zar gives me a knowing look to watch my temper, while Xander waggles his eyebrows, showing all his teeth. Father and Grandfather nod as they escort Devyn inside, followed by the others.

Once inside, I go upstairs. I pause outside the door, raising my hand to knock. I shake my head, am I really going to knock on my own door? Hell, no. Lowering my hand, I grab the knob, twist, and open the door. My steps falter, as I see my wife putting on one of the thin, cream colored sweaters I bought her that compliments her brown skin tone. Hailey has on a pair of black skinny jeans that fit her curvaceous figure with a pair of black flats. My dick jumps in my pants.

Hailey jumps when she looks over her shoulder and sees me watching her.

“Oh my God, Alistair! Ever heard of knocking,” she states, straightening her clothes, turning to face me.

I fully step in, closing the door behind me. “Why would I knock on my own bedroom door?”

Hailey narrows her eyes at me. “Because you have visitors staying in it.”

I chuckle. “You, my wife are not a visitor,” I correct, closing the space between us.

Hailey puts on a defiant expression as she holds her head up high, as I stop just a hair’s breadth from her. I study her beautiful face. Without thinking, I brush the back of my hand along her cheek, where the bruise is now fading. Hailey’s breath hitches as she stares into my eyes. Shocking her and myself, I capture her soft lips. As the shock wears off, Hailey pulls back with an unrecognizable expression, before slapping the shit out of me. I smirk at her, but my eyes grow wide. Before I could utter a word, Hailey kisses me. I growl as our tongues swirl around each other, letting me taste the cool mint of her toothpaste. Hailey hums against my lips as I grab her hips, pulling her into me. Fuck!

After a few minutes of hot and heavy petting, Hailey releases my lips, the both of us panting.

“Do we still need to talk,” she pants.

I shake my head from side to side. “No, no,” I huskily reply.

Hailey pecks my lips again before saying, “Good, because I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.”

She moves from my grasp, leaving the room with me watching her. “What the hell just happened?” I think to myself as I adjust my dick, then follow her. I don’t know what has caused her to be so accepting of me, but I wasn’t going to question it.

“There you two are. Alistair, why is your cheek so red?” Mother queries as we join everyone in the dining room. She smiles at me, then winks at Hailey, who returns the gesture. What was that for?

“Hello, Mother,” I greet, going over and placing a kiss on her cheek, then do the same to GeeGee.

I make my way to the other side of the table and pull out Hailey’s chair for her to sit. Once she’s comfortable, I do the same with mine and sit next to Devyn.

“I thought you all would’ve been back earlier than now,” Mother says, as she begins to fill Father’s salad bowl with Greek salad, then her own. She passes the large bowl to Zar, who fills his, then Nina’s.

“We had some business that needed to be taken care of before we left,” he explains as he hands the bowl to Xander.

“Well, all that matters is you’re here now,” GeeGee adds while taking the bowl.

After having a tasty lunch of Greek salad, Moussaka, which is a tomato sauce used to cook minced beef and is subsequently layered with sweet eggplants, and creamy béchamel sauce, Chicken Souvlaki with tzatziki sauce, and fresh pitas, we sat around the table conversing and laughing, as if we didn’t have the threats of Trent or Andre looming over our heads. As I basked in the harmony of it all, I did want to talk to Hailey more in depth about her step-father.

Leaning over to her, I whisper in her ear, “Come take a walk with me.”

“Now,” she asks in a hushed tone, not wanting to leave the others.

I close my eyes and sigh a word that rarely comes out of my mouth, “Please”

Hailey scans my face to see the sincerity I have. When she nods in agreement, I smile, scoot my chair back, then stand.

“If you all will excuse us, I need to speak with Hailey privately. Mother, GeeGee, thank you for a delicious lunch as always,” I praise, then offer Hailey my hand.

“What about me?” Devyn questions, staring up at me.

I tap her nose with my finger. “We won’t be long. When we’re done, I’ll take the two of you to the city to see the sights. How does that sound?”

“Yes,” she squeals, causing everyone to laugh.

“I think that’s a great idea! Nina, Janae, and GeeGee, how about we go downtown to shop a bit on Michigan Avenue,” mother excitingly asks. “We’ll make this a girl’s shopping trip, considering they have been cooped up in this house since they got here.”

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