“Yes, sir,” Sloane said, then took my arm and nudged me back toward the house.
I went with her quietly, my head down as my mind raced back and forth between what could have happened to Camaro and what I planned to do to absolutely destroy Daniel Davis for the last fucking time.
Nobody fucks with my dog.Nobody.
9
BLACK
Two more weeks had gone by since the incident with Camaro and Daniel, and thankfully, I hadn’t seen the bastard once.Darren was tense, obviously conflicted with protecting me from his only living brother while also protecting him from getting killed by Matt.
What a predicament he’d landed himself in.
Drama was a toxin that could erode families faster than acid could break down a body.But as it turns out, it was also deliciously entertaining to watch.
I sighed as I turned to face the mirror, zipping up the tight little baby-blue dress Darren had left out for me to wear tonight.For the past couple of days, he’d been planning something big, something he’d been very mischievous about.I knew he didn’t want to take me out anywhere anymore because of my pregnancy, so I figured we were probably just having some fancy dinner downstairs.
Slipping on my strappy silver sandals, I gave myself one final look over.I’d curled my hair, smoked my eyes out, and painted my lips with a rosy gloss that brought the entire look together.But beneath the carefully crafted illusion of virility, I could see the truth in my eyes.I was tired.So very tired.So whatever Darren had planned tonight, it had better be something low energy.
Walking out of the closet, I met Sloane in the bedroom who was currently looking out the window.I paused as I took note of her appearance, noticing the intricate pattern of the velvet burgundy suit jacket she was wearing with her tailored black pants.
She didn’t typically wear a suit like Clive and Owen had.She opted for more sporty clothing that was easy to maneuver in but could still be packed with armored plates if needed.As I got closer, I noticed the pattern was made of Japanese dragons intertwining themselves throughout the fabric.
Upon my entry, she quickly turned around and squared her shoulders, seemingly blocking my view of the window, and smiled.
“Come on, you don’t want to be late,” she said, her voice coming off with veiled eagerness.
I cocked a brow at her as she ushered me toward the door.“Late for what?It’s just dinner,” I replied as Camaro caught up with me to happily trot at my side.“What areyouall dressed up for?”
“You really don’t know what day it is?”Sloane asked, sounding surprised.
I shook my head as we descended the stairs.“I don’t exactly keep a calendar, Sloane.I hardly know what day of the week it is unless someone tells me.”
She hummed her shock, leading me around the corner and past the blatantly empty dining room.
“Well, then I guess this really will be quite the surprise.”
I turned my gaze to hers.“What are you talking about?”
“You’ll see,” she answered, nodding toward the back door we were currently heading for.
With my interest now piqued, I allowed Sloane to usher me to the back of the house until we stepped onto the back patio.And then my eyes widened.Far into the distance of the open water, pictured before the setting sun, was Darren’s yacht,Legion.I’d forgotten how massive the thing was as I watched the waves splash against the hull.
“What’s that doing here?”I asked, pointing at it.
“That’s part of the surprise.”
That’s one hell of an expensive surprise.
I allowed Sloane to lead Camaro and me down the lawn and onto the dock, where several crew members were waiting for me.They all smiled in greeting and helped me onto the smaller boat that would take us to the yacht.Once Sloane and I were settled in our seats and Camaro was tucked against the floor, the boat slowly made its way toward the yacht.
From this distance, I could see that it had been somewhat decorated.String lights had been strung over the main deck, party decorations were hung from various spots, and a large banner had been draped against a window, though I couldn’t tell what it said from this angle.
Docking against the stern, the crew helped me and Camaro onto the deck where we followed Sloane up the stairs to the main deck.Stepping up the last stair, I was slightly startled by an abrupt “SURPRISE!”shouted into the air by the large group of people gathered together.
With wide eyes, I came across several known faces, and just as many unknown.Katherine smiled brightly in a shimmery gold dress next to her scowling brooding husband, the man a stone-cold statue in a three-piece suit.Carla stood next to them in a bright red dress and matching lipstick, smirking intently as she clapped with the crowd.Glancing across the room, I saw the banner draped above the bar that read “Happy Birthday, Jaden!”in bright colors.
I felt my blood freeze in my veins as realization hit me.