Page 43 of Moments of Malevolence

I shake my head and give him a bored look. This is why you don’t share things about your sex life with your brothers because they bring it up anytime and every-fucking- time they can.

“She’s really pretty,” Kenzo notes, taking the spare seat next to me, the one she was in before she decided after one to many wines to fall asleep on me.

“Too pretty to kill?” Kyson laughs, still standing above us.

“What are you doing here?” I ask them.

“Pops called. He wants to add more to our schedules.” I bite my tongue at Kyson’s words.Of course he does.“He’s becoming greedy these days now that he has a little plaything,” he adds.

“That’s because she is spending all his money,” Kenzo states. “She’s the definition of a gold digger and not even a good one.”

“He knows we aren’t taking on more jobs than necessary. We’ve played his game long enough,” I declare.

Kyson scratches the back of his head. “Yeah, well… You better be telling him that because he seems to think otherwise.”

I feel an almost imperceptible twitch and look down to find Alaska is now awake.

“Do you plan to say hello?” I ask. “Or lie there cuddling into me a little longer?” I question further with a grin.

She pulls back and sits up between my legs. “I wasnotcuddling you. You got me drunk and roofied my drink.” She doesn’t stand or make a move to the other lounger, just stays right where she is. Her eyes find my brothers, and she smiles up at them. “Your brother is an ass. Did you know that?” Kenzo blinks a few times with a nonchalant smirk, and Kyson smiles.

“Oh, we know, but it’s interesting that you know so early.”

She rolls her eyes and attempts to stand with a little stagger. “What’s the time?” She doesn’t reach for her bag while waiting for me to answer. “Time?” She taps her wrist, which is bare.

I glance at my watch and tell her, “Ten a.m.”

Her eyes go wide. “I’ve been asleepthatlong?” she questions as if she can’t believe it. “Where have you been while I slept?”

I motion to where I am with my hand, and her brows raise. “You’ve stayed in that position the whole time? Are you crazy? Did you sleep?”

“No.”

“He is crazy! As in the real kind. Just thought I would let you know so you’re aware of that tidbit of info as well,” Kyson interjects.

“You two are twins, aren’t you?” she asks, pointing to them. “I mean… I see it with the dark hair and fuck-me eyes, but you don’t look identical.”

“We’re fraternal twins,” Kenzo explains.

“Hot,” she says with an eye roll and then turns back to me. “I need to shower, pee, and go home.” Squeezing between us, she reaches for her bag and throws it over her shoulder. “Thanks for the sleep or…whatever.”

“We can cuddle any time,” I yell as she makes her way to the door.

“That won’t happen again,” she shouts back over her shoulder before she disappears. I sit frozen, unable to move, until Kenzo punches me in the chest.

“Stop falling for the lunatic waitress.”

“I like her,” I add.

“Yeah, but you don’t really like anyone.”

I shrug my shoulders as I stand. When I’m fully upright, I see a wet patch on my pants.

“Did you come… or?” Kyson asks, noticing it as well.

“No, she drooled.”

“Hmm…” is his noncommittal reply.

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