“Does Melissa know what you do?”
“Yes. Pea does as well.”
She noticed he tensed up at the mention of Pea’s name.
“What do you think of Pea?”
“What’s with all the questions?”
“You’re not going to answer me?”
Folding her arms, she stared at the man who she really didn’t think she’d ever have sex with. They hadn’t spoken all that much in the time they’d known each other.
“I’ll answer your questions if you answer mine,” she said.
“Fine. What do you think of Pea?”
“Why do you get to go first?”
“I asked the first question. What’s the matter? The question too uncomfortable for you?”
She frowned. “No, it’s not, and that’s three questions. Don’t worry, I will answerallof them for you. Pea’s my brother-in-law. I don’t think anything of him. I hate it when he makes my sister upset with his cheating, but as I learned, Melissa doesn’t care, and neither do I. Why would the question be uncomfortable? He’s Pea.”
He opened his mouth about to ask another, and she held her hand up.
“No, I answered all of your questions. It’s time for you to answer one of mine.”
“Fire away.”
“Why are you here?”
“That’s a rather complex question, and one that humans have been trying to figure out for yea—”
“Not the life question, goofball. I’m on about why are you here, in my apartment.” She rolled her eyes at him. It was strange seeing a playful side to Rage. He was usually serious all the time, and never actually allowed himself the pleasure of having fun, or at least as far as she knew, he didn’t.
“You think I’d be satisfied with what happened this afternoon?”
“We didn’t just have sex once. We had it a lot of times.” She’d lost count of the number of orgasms she experienced at his hands, and staring at his rock hard naked body, she wanted it again. It was an addiction she couldn’t stop.
“You belong to me, Penny. It’s not going to stop with one afternoon, or tonight. This is where I sleep. This is my apartment.”
“No, it’s mine. I pay rent.”
She heard him sigh. “I own this apartment. It belongs to me, and when I heard that you were looking for a place to stay, I knew you’d be safe here.”
“This is your place? But I thought Elena and Sarah—”
“They work at Dirty Deeds, but Elena is Saint’s sister.”
“How do I not know that?”
“It’s not something that either of them announces to the world. Saint is a dangerous man, and he has enemies who’d try and take Elena, hurt her to get to him. Elena is an estranged sister. Her mother took off when Elena was young, and Saint found her again once his mother died.”
“Wow, that is awful.”
“They have a strained relationship, but it works for them. I told Elena and Sarah to rent out the apartment to you. I didn’t believe you’d accept the apartment from me.”
He was right. She wouldn’t have.
“I think I need to sit down.”
Why would he leave his apartment for her? Did she even want to know the answer?