“Here. Bathroom’s down the hall, first door on the right.” I handed her the clothes. “Put these on.”
“But…”
“No buts, we need to get going. Your little suit coat and skirt won’t blend well where we’re going.”
When she walked out of the bathroom she was pulling the shirt down. “So, I am not an extra small. Nor will I be going in public with a half shirt on.”
“Looks good to me.” I walked around her.
She walked into Cyrus’s room and grabbed my shirt off the bed and put it on. “Do you have a belt in that closet?”
“Maybe?” I walked past looking at her and I reached up and pulled the clip out of her hair.
“Xavier!”
“Naughty school girl bun isn’t gonna work either.” I laughed as I walked into the closet. When I came out she was combing her fingers through her thick wavy auburn hair.
“Here you go.” I handed her the belt.
She buttoned the bottom button of the shirt and buckled the belt as tight as she could and it hung on her narrow hips. “This is as good as it’s gonna get.”
Thank fuck for that. “Looks good, let’s roll.”
“Shoes. All I have are my pumps.” She said as she stopped at the door.
“Pumps are perfect.”
“I look like a hooker.” She scowled in the entry window looking at her reflection.
“No you don’t, let’s go.”
That hair, my shirt, pumps, and hooker talk were more than I could handle now. Fuck!
Chapter 6
Princess Me
I looked at the clock and it was seven. Time flies when you’re having fun. Fun. How is it that I’m actually enjoying this?
“You remind me of my brothers.”
“Yeah you mentioned that.” His lips curled up. “So tell me about them.”
“Kaen, and Keller, are two years older than me. And Grady is two years younger.”
“That’s all I get? No deets?”
“Kaen and Keller are twins, they work for themselves. Grady worked for them but quit and went to college. Criminal justice major.”
“Your parents, was I right? Old money, Mom stays home?”
“Not at all. Dad’s worked for Boston PD for years. He should have retired by now but he’s stubborn. My Mom did stay home until Grady went to school. Then she worked at a local florist, so yes, she makes dinner and we often have fresh cut flowers on the table. Blue collar family, I’m not a princess.”
“That’s cool. Hard working family, nothing wrong with that.” He pulled into a dark alley between two buildings.
“Should I be afraid?” I laughed when he put the SUV into park and turned off the engine.
“What do you think I’m gonna do?”
“I don’t know kidnap me?” I laughed and unbuckled.
“I wouldn’t call it kidnapping, I prefer artistic adoption.”
I laughed and got out of the vehicle.
I followed him to the back door of the building and he punched in a code and held the door open, “After you.”
“Do you know the owners?” I looked back as he kicked off the snow from his work boots.
“Yes, the Steel family.” He laughed as he walked by me and headed to the fridge. “I think you know the youngest, and hottest I might add.”
“And the one who’s the most humble,” a guy with pierced brows and a nose ring walked up and gave him a guy hug. You know the pat on the back and the shoulders tap.
“Ricco this is Taelyn. Taelyn this is Ricco. He’s one of the managers here.”
“Nice to meet you,” Ricco waved and grabbed a soda out of the fridge.
Xavier opened the freezer and pulled out a dish and groaned, “Thank God.”
“Hey that’s gold around here you know.” Ricco joked.