"That sounds horrible," she grumbled as she pulled the sweater over her head. "We have to work on his sense of humor. I hope Annabelle's men aren't so stuffy."
"You might not think I have a sense of humor, but I assure you, I possess a fine sense of decorum, pet. I expect that what happens between us stays between us. There is a very big difference between Annabelle running out of sugar and you treating our relationship like fodder for the gossip rags."
Kinley stood naked from the waist up. Now, she didn't try to hide, but merely placed her hands on her hips and stared him down. She seemed more comfortable with her own body now than she had last night, and that pleased him immensely.
"If you think I am not going to talk to my very dearest friend in the world about the fact that I finally made love, you really don't understand women," she insisted.
Dominic had to school his expression to something properly masterful because all he wanted to do was grin. She was utterly adorable. And fuckable. Though he would probably have to correct her sassy tone, he loved the fact that she felt safe enough to try using it with him. She wouldn't have two days ago. "I would think women, especially a woman raised the way you were, would be a bit circumspect."
She shook her head and looked to Law. "Does he watch TV? He has to know that if Annabelle was actually sleeping with those men-which she isn't because I would know-but if by some miracle she is, then we will be comparing notes, if you know what I mean. So if that's one of the rules, then you should just start spanking me now. This is the most interesting thing that has ever happened to me. All of my life, all I've had to contribute to the conversation was things like, 'Hey, I got a great deal on a ton of used clothes and after I finish washing them, I'm going to hand them out.' Once I get home, it's possible that everyone will just want to talk about how pathetic I am because my family and fiancé wanted to kill me. So I will totally be switching topics to talk about my suddenly crazy sex life with three hot guys."
"I think she has a point," Riley commented. He suddenly wasn't so interested in his computer. In fact, Dominic didn't think he could get his friend's stare off Kinley's breasts even with a crowbar. "Though she's crazy if she thinks no one will talk about her sex life."
Kinley giggled. Dominic's hand started to itch.
"I don't care what the tabloids write anymore. They've never been kind, so I don't think they'll start now. And I didn't say I would talk to the press about what happens in freaky dungeons, just Annabelle. But I might lay it on thick with a couple of Becks's friends who have never been nice to me, the ones who used to say that I couldn't snag a man to save my life. Maybe the three of you could show up at the country club without your shirts on. That'll drop some jaws and make some ladies faint." Kinley grinned.
Riley had wrung his hands about Kinley accepting them? Dominic shook his head incredulously. Hell, she was ready to parade them around. And that wasn't happening.
"The pants, pet," he barked.
She unbuttoned the fly of her jeans and stood. Riley was right there to help her pull them down. He made sure to cup her every curve as he dragged them off her body.
"I probably won't go back to the country club," she admitted as she pulled off her socks. "I won't be able to afford it. I didn't like it, anyway. Maybe I'll just move to Chicago and live with Annabelle."
Not if he had anything to say about it. "Come here. There will be time to decide all that later, but at first I think it's best if we either stay here for a while or hole up at my place. It's gated, and we'll want to keep the reporters out."
Kinley sent him a cautious stare. "I thought you would just send me home."
Understandable assumption since they hadn't worked anything out yet, but she definitely wasn't going home or in any way leaving them. "No, pet. You still won't be safe. You'll need one of us with you at all times until Jansen is permanently in jail."
Or dead.
"I could hire a bodyguard." She frowned. "Maybe I couldn't."
"You can obey your Masters and everything will be fine. I know there's an awful lot to think about and discuss-later. Now is for us. Do you understand?"
Dominic didn't want her to worry. It would be easy for her to do, and she had every right, but he'd rather have her here in the moment with all of them together … just in case their meeting with the feds didn't go as he hoped. He wanted to forge a bond that would be difficult to break.