“And you are?”
“I love you.”
Turning around, I looked up at the man who was my best friend. My lover. The love of my life and asked, “And when were you going to tell me we were married?”
George’s face flushed in a way that made my heart stutter. “I was waiting for the right moment, but you know me. I’m terrible with timing.”
I laughed, shaking my head. “Terrible with timing? That might be the understatement of the century. Promise me something, George?”
“Anything?”
“No more secrets.”
“Got it, babe.”
“I think I’ve had enough fun to last me a lifetime. What do you say we go wrangle the twins up and head upstairs?”
“That sounds perfect.”
Walking out of the room with his arm around me, I smirked. “You know I still have to get you back, right?”
“About what?”
“The vibrator incident.”
George groaned. “Can’t we just move on from that? Start fresh. You know, let bygones be bygones?”
I threw my head back and laughed. “Not a chance in hell, Carebear.”
Entering the ballroom, George spotted the twins before I did and left to go get them. Standing there, watching everyone laugh and have a good time, I never felt someone come up behind me until he whispered, “You move and I will kill you dead. Understand?”
“What?” I asked when I felt something hard poke me in my back. Looking around the room, I whispered, “Who are you and what do you want?”
“You are the manager of this place, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then you are going to take me to the safe and open it. I know the owner keeps cash on hand for emergencies.”
“How do you know that?” I asked, just as Athena, Scribe’s sister, stopped not far from me. I watched as she frowned, spun around as if looking for something, and then scurried off toward her brother.
“Let’s go,” he growled, jabbing me in the back again with what I assumed was a gun.
“Oh, there you are, cuz.” Romeo smiled, walking over. “I think the moms have had too much to drink. I’m gonna take them upstairs. Have you seen Wade? I can’t find him anywhere?”
Shaking my head, I muttered, “No.”
“Well shit.” Romeo sighed. “Oh well. Guess Auntie Marabella will know what best to do to him in the morning. Anyway, just thought I’d let you know.”
“Thanks,” I said as I tried to swallow my fear. I didn’t know who was behind me or what his endgame was, but I wasn’t taking any chances with so many people around.
“Let’s go,” I vaguely heard him say when Romeo turned back around.
“Hey, cuz?”
“Yeah,” I said, looking up at him.
“Remember that game we used to play when we were little?”
