Page 183 of Treason's Temptation
“We don’t do that,” I replied.
“Then pretend,” Danielle chided.
Rolling my eyes, Sloane rushed to her feet, joining me in the kitchen.
“She’s got one more time to get smart before I show her what Ido!” Sloane was looking at me, but definitely talking to Danielle.
We laughed, making conversation about nothing to make the best of it, even trading quiet side-eye commentary when Danielle wasn’t looking. We were in between takes when Treason strolled in, all fresh from the shower and annoyingly composed. He flashed that grin, kissing my cheek on the way to the fridge.
“Morning Blue.” Treason entered the kitchen and kissed my cheek before walking to the fridge.
“Good morning.”
“I think your whore is in her feelings.”
“Watch your mouth around Gummy Bear!” Treason fussed, smacking my ass while disregarding Danielle’s existence.
“Gummy Bearbetter get used to it. I’m not censoring my mouth for somebody that can’t even hold their own head.”
Treason grabbed my arm, positioning my back flush to the fridge so he pinned me between it with his body.
“You’re gonna do whatever my baby says.” Treason’s teeth were gritted, but he couldn’t control the corners of his mouth whenever Gummy Bear was the topic of conversation. That made me laugh while he tapped my temple to enforce his point.
“You think so?”
“You value your life. I know so.”
“I run a tight ship, you and this baby will fall in line.”
“I know you do,Navie.”
Treason might as well have changed my name to Blue. He used it much more than the name on my birth certificate, which made it easy to point out its well-placed pun.
“There you go being corny again. We might need a girl if those are the genes you’re passing down.”
“These genes got yo’ ass so watch your mouth.”
“Why weren’t you rolling the camera. You missed some quality BTS,” Sloane asked, getting her lick back.
“We’ve got enough footage for now. I’ll be in touch,” Danielle announced, grabbing her bag and marching to the elevator.
Sloane watched her step inside, waiting for the doors to shut before venting, “You’re better than me. I would’ve dragged her by those hairy ass sideburns and told her something.”
“She’s pregnant, or did you forget?” Treason snapped.
“It’s hard to miss these days. Soon, clothes won’t be able to hide it.”
“Thank you for pointing out the obvious,” I sneered.
“You’re welcome,” Sloane smiled, hunching her shoulder.
“Have a good day.” Parting my lips, I raised myself to meet Treason’s kiss before he turned to Sloane, “Call me if you need me.”
But she raised his warning with a reminder, “She’ll be fine. It’s not like I’ll get her arrested and thrown in jail.”
“You’ve done worse for less.”
“Go to work. I’ll see you later,” I interjected, before they spent the next hour bickering.
