Gage holds me a bit tighter. “Yeah.”

“Well, she’s pretty enough, but you might want to upgrade. Narrow hips. Might not be able to push out very many babies.”

My mouth drops open, though he continues right on through. “She expires, you can get yourself another. Not like bitches are hard to come by.”

I gasp. Who wouldn’t in my place?

“You can head into the kitchen, got one of you in there cooking,” he tells me.

I catch my breath, hoping to control my temper. Where did they find this guy? But I grew up in a misogynistic club, so I bite my tongue and pull away from Gage to head inside the house.

John grabs my arm. “You’re a guest in my house. Women know their place. Not like that bitch who thinks she’s a doctor. Like any woman is smart enough to be a doctor.”

I turn to Gage and mouth,get me out of here.

Jaw clenched and with gritted teeth, he nods once.