Page 165 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 6
“Scar,” I said and gave her a stern look, wiping the smile from her face. “We just talked about this. No opening the door.” I walked into the apartment and closed the door behind me.
“For strangers. You’re not a stranger. You’re Uncle Matt.”
This little girl was terrible at following instructions. She was going to be a handful when she was older.
“So I can’t be in trouble.” She smiled again. “Let’s go play.”
“I’m actually here for your dad, kiddo.”
She stuck her lip out. “But I want to play Barbies.”
“Maybe after I talk to him.” I loved playing with her. But Barbies was not my favorite. For some reason she never let me be Ken. I always had to be her sidekick. She was used to playing with hercousin, Sophie. I couldn’t wait till she was old enough for me to teach her poker. And pool. I wanted her to be able to put any guy in their place.
“Daddy’s with Mommy.”
“Where?”
Scarlett shrugged.
That was not at all helpful. “Are they in his study?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Are they in the library?”
“No.”
I peered into the kitchen but didn’t see them. I walked past the kitchen and into the huge great room. They weren’t there either. But Scarlett had all her Barbie stuff out. “Are they even home?”
“Yes. We’ll wait for them and play.” She slipped her hand into mine and pulled me toward her toys.
I sighed as she sat down on the carpet.
“Kiddo, tell me where your parents are.”
“They’re busy doing grownup things.”
“Where?”
“Upstairs.”
Oh fuck.Were they having sex right now? Who was watching Scarlett? “Where is your brother?”
“Liam’s sleeping. He’s been real bad. He didn’t sleep at all last night.”
“Who’s watching you?”
Scarlett pointed to one of the cameras. “Secru…secur…secrutitty?”
I tried not to laugh. “Security?”
She nodded. “Mr. Briggs is in there. Or Mr. Porter.” She pointed to the camera again. “One of them is always in there.”
I wasn’t sure she understood that Briggs wasn’t actually inside that camera. And I knew they had security watching them at all times. But this was a little inappropriate to leave Scarlett all alone unsupervised in person.
A part of me wanted to go up there and yell at them for being bad parents. And the other part of me thought it was probably not wise to see Penny naked. Yes, I’d had a little crush on her for years. But I’d finally squashed it. We were better off as friends. I hesitated. Nope, it was still better if I didn’t see her naked. And I certainly didn’t need to see James’ ass.
I sat down Indian style on the rug with Scarlett. “Okay, let’s play for a few minutes.” I reached for the Ken doll.
