“Yeah, unfortunately,” she mumbled.
Tristan and Aurelio rushed in, wrapping themselves around her legs, vying for her attention with gleeful shouts. Mya approached with a cautious but warm smile, embracing Gigi as well. Demon soon came trotting in and stuck by her side.
Damn dog even got some attention and love from her.
“How is she?” Lo asked as he stood beside me.
“Better than I expected,” I replied.
“In other words, she still hates you?” he asked, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Not for long.”
He didn’t seem convinced but gave me a supportive pat on the back.
I made my way back to Gigi, lowering my voice slightly. “How about you get settled?”
She nodded, her smiles reserved for the girls, a clear wall still standing between us.
“Where am I sleeping?” she asked cautiously.
“My room,” I replied, knowing full well how it would end.
She shook her head vehemently. “No.”
“It’s not up for debate,” I said, leaning in to whisper in her ear. I didn’t miss how her body shuddered when my breath tickled her skin.
She glared at me. “I didn’t realize you were giving me an option,” she shot back.
I arched my brow at her. “You want to make a scene? Because if you are, I’m game. I have no problem spanking your ass in front of everyone.”
Her lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes blazing. She was pissed, and I could see her restraint was hanging by a thread.
I was starting to love this 2.0 version of her.
Without a word, she stomped up the stairs with Demon beside her, and I couldn’t help but smirk as I followed, appreciating the view. Her ass looked amazing in those leggings. They hugged her curves perfectly, and the way her hips swayed was taunting me. I wanted to reach out and grab a handful of her ass, but I held back.
When we reached the top of the stairs, I faced Demon and commanded, “Stay, boy.” He grunted in response but followed my instruction, lowering himself to all fours and resting his head on his paws.
Gigi stormed into my room, and I shut the door behind me with a soft click. Leaning back against the door, my hands clasped behind my back, I watched her. She was a force of nature—strong and resilient despite everything she’d been through.
She scanned the room, her gaze lingering on a pair of her jammies resting on the dresser. Her eyes shifted to the closet, where her clothes hung neatly. A puzzled expression crossed her face as if she were questioning why they remained there. But I had known she would return, so I never got rid of her things.
“I can’t do this.” She shook her head.
“Can’t do what?” I asked.
She cast a quick glance over her shoulder. “I can’t stay here,” she said. “Take me back to my apartment.”
“You’re not going anywhere.”
“What do you mean, no?” She spun around to face me.
“I said no.”
“Yeah, I heard you the first time. I don’t care what you say. I’m going back to my place.”
My little defiant pain in my ass. She was lucky I was in love with her, or I’d spank her luscious ass so hard she wouldn’t be able to sit for a week.
