If she thought she was getting away that easily, she was mistaken. I looked to them and asked, “Why don’t you say hi to your daughter?”
“Daughter?” Ted looked at me like I was nuts.
I shook my head at him. Sometimes I wondered if my parents dropped him as a baby. “Not yours. Well I guess she’s your stepdaughter now,” I teased.
Ted looked at Angel, then at his wife, and knew she had lied or kept something from him. The realization hit him, and fury crept in.
“How did you know?” Candy asked me. I looked at her like she lost her shit to even speak to me.
Angel was almost in tears. I wasn’t sure if it was from anger or pain, but I hated the vulture even more. Angel screeched, “I knew you didn’t tell him about me!”
“You have a daughter?” Ted asked, seething as he looked back and forth between the two.
“I was going to tell you,” she whined. That was a lie and a half. The broad was up to no good, and I’d seen her type before. It never worked out, and usually the man suffered somehow.
“When?” he roared.
“We married right away,” she complained, trying to diffuse Ted’s rage.
“Yeah, and whose idea was that? Damn it, Candy! I thought it was because my brother wouldn’t approve, but you just didn’t want me to find out about your grown child.”
Wow, I hadn’t seen Ted that angry in a long time.
“Does it really matter?” she said, cuddling onto his shoulder in an attempt to seduce his anger away.
“It matters that you lied,” he sneered, shrugging her off his shoulder.
“Excuse me, Ted. I just wanted to say hi,” Angel said as she stuck out her hand and my brother shook it.
Then she turned to me and with a glare she said, “Thanks for the interesting conversation today, Uncle Dean.”
She rushed away from us and up to the elevators. I tried to catch her, but Ted held me back with a hand to my chest. Mentally I was pacing and snarling like a caged tiger, but physically I was just seething.
Ted saw my reaction and knew I was very interested in his new stepdaughter. “Wait, man. Let her go. You see what rushing gets you,” he said as looked at his lying bride.
“Bro, at least I had a full conversation before I kissed her,” I retorted. Then I turned my attention to the reason I was here. I questioned my brother’s poor choice for Sally’s replacement. “Candy, are there any more surprises? Do you have any more kids or a husband somewhere?”
She ignored me and answered directly to Ted. “No, I don’t. I was going to tell you about her, but she’s been sent away because she’s got issues.”
“Let’s go to lunch. Dean, do you want to join us?” he invited me.
I nodded. “I need to put my shit in my room.” Addressing Candy, I added gruffly, “Then you and I can have a talk, Candy.”
I left them in the hallway and took the elevator up to my suite. I dropped my stuff onto the bed, then went into the bathroom to freshen up. I was on my way back to the elevator when Angel came out of her room, which happened to be down the hall from me.
I smiled at her. “Hey, Angel. You want to go lunch with us?”
“Sure, Uncle Dean,” she said sweetly, pretending to be innocent.
“I’m not your uncle,” I roared.
“My mother is married to your brother, making you my uncle,” she informed me.
“So what? You’re not his real kid, so as far as I’m concerned, I’m not your uncle, and if you keep it up I’m going to make you pay for such bullshit,” I warned, looking at the short dress she changed into.
“Pay up how?” she asked as we stepped into the elevator.
“I don’t know, a nice tanning on your ass, or maybe you’ll catch my dick in your mouth to remind you I’m not your uncle,” I recommended gruffly, getting hard from just the thought.
I didn’t give her a chance to react. The instant the doors closed, I slammed her against the wall with my mouth against hers. My head was spinning as our mouths danced. Her hands came up to my neck, and I pressed my body into hers.
The elevator hit the lobby floor and the doors opened, but I wasn’t done with her. So I hit the tenth floor and we went back up. With my mouth and body on hers, I pulled out my cell. I called my brother, pulled away from her lips, and murmured into the phone, “Go without me. Catch you later.” I didn’t wait for a response. I just hung up and tucked my phone back into my pocket.
When the doors pinged open, I scooped her into my arms and carried her to my room. The moment we were in there, I pinned her to the door and kissed her hard as fuck.
“You’re not wearing any makeup. I told you that you were beautiful,” I said with a groan. “I need you naked right now.” My hands went to work on the little dress she had changed into. I knew she changed and washed that shit off her face for me, which only stiffened my dick harder.