Page 82 of His Property

Blade seems to search for words, and Victor smiles while watching the two.

I nudge his shoulder, and he leans in to whisper in my ear. “This is about to get good.”

“He overreacted. It isn’t a big deal.”

Emily turns to Victor and crosses her arms over her chest. “What happened?”

Victor puts a hand over his heart and glances between them. “I don’t know if I should say. I’d hate to cause problems between the two of you.”

“Oh, just shut up and tell me.”

Victor drops his hand. “He put a gun to my head and said he was sick of my shit.”

Emily’s eyes widen, and she snaps her head to Blade who glares at Victor before meeting his wife’s eyes. He holds up his hands. “I promise, it wasn’t—”

“Why the hell would you punch Victor?” Emily asks. “You could’ve gotten him killed!”

“Calm down. It wasn’t a big deal, and if you haven’t noticed…” Blade gestures to his face. “He hit me back.”

“What was he supposed to do? Stand there and take it?”

“Yes.”

“He’s not your punching bag!”

Victor snickers while Emily and Blade bicker, and I narrow my eyes at him and nudge his arm so he’ll look at me.

“Really?” I ask, my voice low.

“What?”

I shake my head. “You’re an asshole.”

Victor smiles and splays his hand over my back. He rubs while leaning in close. “Relax. They’ll be having makeup sex before we get through dinner. Trust me, they’re nauseating.”

“You’re still an asshole.”

He chuckles then kisses me on the lips, and I don’t have the strength to pull away. I melt into him and press my hands against his chest when he pulls me close.

He brings his mouth to my ear and smooths his hands down my back. “I’m really glad you’re here.”

I smile when we lock eyes. “Me too.” I flick my gaze between Blade and Emily. “But you’re still an asshole.”

He chuckles. “I know.”

It takes another couple of minutes before Emily fills her cheeks with air and slowly lets it out. “Fine,” she says, waving whatever Blade was about to say away. “We’ll talk about it later.”

She turns away, but Blade takes her jaw and moves her back to him. He leans in and kisses her, and I watch as she melts just like I did a few minutes ago.

“I’m sorry,” Blade says once he pulls away. “I love you.”

Victor gags, and Emily shoots him a glare then goes back to Blade. She pecks him on the lips. “I love you too.”

Victor rolls his neck and looks at me. “Told you.”

“Shut up,” Emily teases. “I know you did that shit on purpose.”

Victor smirks at Emily. “Yeah, well, if Blade can sick his best friend on me, I can sick my best friend on him.”

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