"I have been worried sick about you."
"And I about you."
"I see I had a good right to be when you show up on a leash!" she cries out.
I take Malin's hand and wrap the leash around it then step closer to Naomi. "Yes. And I love every moment of it."
A man who looks similar to Andre but younger comes into the room. He even sounds like him. "Why don't you ladies take it out on the deck?"
Must be Blaise.
Naomi's eyes flare with rage. She glowers at Malin. "What have you done to my sister?"
Andre spins her into him. "Naomi, deck, now. The girls are sleeping."
"Are you going to take care of him? Or should I get your gun?"
Andre's eyes widen. "You need to take a breather."
"He has a leash around my sister like she's a pet he owns. His name is on it."
"Yes, I can see. And we don't know what the situation is. You need to calm down."
"Don't you tell me to calm down," she seethes.
"Did you just threaten to shoot my husband?" I bark.
She spins, but Blaise steps between us, facing her. "You need to take this on the deck. The girls are sleeping. Zoe finally got to sleep, too."
"What's wrong with Zoe?" I ask.
"She's pregnant," Andre responds.
"She is? Whose baby is it?"
"Dirk's."
Happiness surges through me. I soften my tone. "That's great."
"Yes, but she's been having a hard time sleeping. So you two need to take your argument on the deck," Blaise says.
"Should I grab your leash first?" Naomi snottily says.
I stick my chin out and smile. "No. If you haven't noticed, it says Malin, not Naomi."
Malin groans. "Emilia."
I turn and put my hand on his chin. "I am your ma belle. Do not get distracted by this nonsense."
His gray eyes have both annoyance and amusement in them.
I kiss him. "I will be back. Find out where our bedroom is. I don't plan on spending our night seeking my sister's approval."
"What has happened to you?" Naomi asks.
"Naomi. Deck. Now," Andre orders and points.
She huffs and walks away, sliding the door open and stepping out into the night.