Page 9 of Tempted By her Daddies

Alexei snorted.

Great.

Stop being a coward.

He hit ‘answer’ and brought it to his ear. “Mum? Everything okay?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t it be?” his mother replied. “I was just calling to remind you about dinner tomorrow night.”

“I haven’t forgotten, Mum. I come for dinner every Sunday night that I can.”

“Well, I just don’t want you to get distracted by work.”

“Hey, Mama Adel,” Alexei said loudly.

“Oh, is that Alexei?” his mother asked.

He glared at the other man. What did he think he was doing? And did he have to call his mother that?

“Yes,” Salem said.

“And Roman? Is he there?”

“Yes, Roman is here,” Salem said with a sigh.

“Hello, Mrs. Adel,” Roman said.

“Goodness. Roman’s always so polite and that Alexei, so charming.”

Charming? Alexei?

What Alexei was his mother talking about?

Then she let out this high-pitched giggle.

Salem closed his eyes. Yep, his headache was definitely getting worse. If his mother had a crush on Alexei he was going to . . . well, he wasn’t sure what he would do.

Vomit?

That seemed a reasonable response, right?

“. . . and bring your little friends.”

“I’m sorry, what was that?” he asked.

He could have sworn that she’d said to?—

“Make sure that you come to dinner tomorrow at five sharp and bring your little friends.”

“My little friends? Mum, I’m not five any longer.”

“I just think it’s so sweet that Roman lets you live with him in that gorgeous mansion. So much better than the place you used to live in. I never liked it.”

Right. Because he’d lived in a cold, damp studio apartment. It had been close to work and it had been peaceful.

Well, except for when the neighbors grew . . . amorous.

Or the occasional rat came to visit.

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