Page 68 of No Longer Safe

My head was poundingbut I couldn’t find it within myself to be anywhere near upset. The night before was something out of a dream and even though I wasn’t overly happy with the interruption from the Cristof brothers, I hoped the videos lived forever. Between the grannies and the stage and well…. Maybe Alexei, it was a night to remember. I could suffer through a hangover, no problem.

“Were you even listening to me?” Carina said around a mouthful of homemade bagel. Homemade delicious bagels. Georgie was a Godsend.

“No,” I said as I blew at the steam on the top of my coffee mug.

“Ugh,” Her head fell back and she looked at the ceiling. “I was saying Grandmother and Nana want to throw me a lingerie shower.” She grimaced. I grinned.

“And?”

“And do you think we should let them?”

I cackled. “We?” I shook my head still laughing. “You.”

She threw a piece of her bagel at me and it bounced across the counter. I picked it up and shoved it into my mouth savoringit. I would marry Georgie if I didn’t like dick as much as I did. “Is it a good idea?”

“Is it a bad idea?” I raised my brows at her suggestively. “I think its’ a fun idea.”

“I think it could be disastrous.”

“Speaking of disastrous, where are they staying?” I pinched off another piece of my bagel and chewed it thoughtfully.

Carina deadpanned. “They each have their own flat in the city.”

I couldn’t stop laughing then. “Seriously?”

Her lips flattened. “Seriously.”

“I don’t know if I love or hate them.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

“Did Ace know?”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes. But apparently they told him they were selling the flats or that they couldn’t stay there for some reason as a test to see how I would react to one of them staying here and pushing boundaries.”

I ate more of my bagel and took a sip of my coffee. Would I ever get over not living like this every day? No, I wouldn’t. “Did you pass?”

Carina crossed her arms on the counter and laid her forehead on top of them. “I don’t even know, but maybe, considering that they want to do all of these things with us… I did.”

“Did you talk to Emeline about it?”

She shook her head. “Why on earth would I do that?”

I shrugged. “She might have some good insight?”

“Ugh.”

“Ace?”

“He thinks it’ll be hilarious.”

“Maybe we could all just go out for drinks again?” I suggested.

She lifted her head and gave me a look. “Ace willnotlet that happen again in case his grandmothers try to get me on stage next.”

“Eh, the grannies are harmless.”

“The grannies?” She shrieked. “You can’t nickname them! They aren’t harmless! They’ll kill you just like their husbands.”

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