Page 59 of My Knight

- A peppermint wielding a little spear. (Spearmint.)

- The pig in a blanket.

- And holy smokes.

And she was glowing with every reveal like it was a gift she was giving me.

“How about a fun fact?” she offered.

“Hit me with it, baby.”

“My name is Saylor,” she put a hand to her chest, “and your name is Pirate.”

I blinked at her. “Okay.”

She tipped her head. “Saylor and Pirate.”

I let out a short laugh. “I didn’t even notice that.”

She nodded. “I did. And Mac pointed it out the other day. I think it’s funny.”

I pressed a kiss to her lips. “Maybe it just means we were meant to be together.”

“Oh, oh,” she said, her eyes dancing. “I’ve got one more you’re going to die over.” She kicked the covers off and wiggled out from under them. I blinked as she pulled her sock off and shoved her barefoot in my face.

“Is that a camel?” I squinted at the black blob on top of her big toe.

“Yup.” She grinned proudly. “That’s my camel toe.”

I groaned and fell back into the pillow. “God, Saylor.”

She dropped her leg and was absolutely beaming. “I think I’m doing a great job at distracting you.”

I turned back toward her. “Distracting me from the fact that one of my brothers might’ve betrayed the club?” I sighed and rubbed my hand over my chest. “Yeah, baby. You’re doing damn good.”

It was still there. The pit in my stomach. The uncertainty. But it was quiet right now—pushed to the back of my head by her laughter, her smile, and the warmth of her skin next to mine.

She scooted up then climbed on top of me. Her legs straddled my waist as she settled against me. Her palms pressed flat to my chest with her fingers spread wide.

Her hair fell forward like a curtain and shielded us from the rest of the world.

“Do you think he did it?” she whispered.

I didn’t answer right away.

But my head was already shaking. “No.”

She searched my face for a long moment. “Then he didn’t.”

Just like that.

“I know Brynn is going to figure out what’s really going on,” she added, more certain than I was.

“You met Brynn for, like, two minutes today, baby.”

She shrugged. “Yeah, so? I can read people. And I can tell she’s a badass who’s going to help us.”

I stared at her, amused. “What about Leo?”

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