Page 123 of Brutal Vows
I’m glad I missed it.
When Quinn walks into the bedroom, I say, “I have to go. I’ll call you later, okay?”
“Certo.And Reyna?”
“Yes?”
Her voice softens. “Give this one a chance. I have a good feeling about him.”
“You had a good feeling about Lili going to college, too.”
“Maybe she’ll go to college in Mexico.”
“And maybe I’ll become an astronaut and fly to the moon. Talk to you later.”
I hang up and distract myself from Quinn standing in the doorway glowering at me by examining my manicure.
I always keep my nails short and painted black. It confuses people. They’re not sure if I’m chic and trendy or a dominatrix.
He says, “That was your mother?”
I say archly, “It speaks! I was beginning to think I’d have to take sign language classes.”
A grumble indicates my new husband isn’t pleased by my sass. He stands in the doorway wearing only a white towel wrapped around his hips. His hair is mussed, his eyes are burning, and he’s so damn handsome, it pisses me off.
“I’ve got clothes coming for you.”
He says it like a threat. That pisses me off even more.
“How thrilling. Would you like to tell me what your problem is now, or are we just going to start throwing things?”
We glare at each other across the room until a sharp knock on the door interrupts us.
His jaw clenched, he says, “That’ll be Kieran.”
I rise from the bed and brush past him on my way to the bathroom. “Good. I hope he brought one of your better personalities with him.”
Fuming, I slam the door behind me.
TWENTY-NINE
SPIDER
Kieran takes one look at my face when I open the door and bursts into laughter.
I growl, “Shut it. I’m in no mood.”
“As if I couldn’t tell by that mug yer wearin’.” He peers around my shoulder. “Where’s the missus?”
“Heating her cauldron. Is that everything?”
“Aye. Just the few bags. She’s a light packer.”
I mutter, “Must’ve left all the spell books and potions at home.”
When Kieran makes a face at me, I sigh. “Never mind. We’ll meet you downstairs in twenty minutes.”
“Don’t ye want to know how yer party went?”
