Man of Honor (Passion in Paradise Book 4)

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Maggie that she
needed to pull the Prada out of her ass and loosen up when she suggested that I
might need a little break from him and his snide attitude!  I thought she was
gonna shove the heel of her stiletto right through his thick skull.  And if I’d
known that he was gonna tie my wrists to the bed while I shut my eyes for a
little rest this afternoon, I’d have cheered her on.”
    Trying like hell
to keep the smile off his face, Zeke slowly blinked.  “And why, pray tell, did
my brother feel it was necessary to restrain you?”
    Honor shifted on
the bed nervously.  “It was a misunderstanding.”
    “Uh huh?  Gonna
need a little more information to make an informed decision about that,
Kitten.”
    “Fine,” Honor
snapped.  “I might have waited until Jake ran out to the cafe to make Harmony’s
bank deposit and Ice was in the bathroom to go for a little walk.”
    “A little walk?”
Zeke echoed, staring at the woman who currently refused to meet his eyes. 
“Don’t keep me in suspense, babe.  Where exactly did this walk take you?”
    “The East parking
lot,” Honor mumbled.
    Zeke’s eyebrows
furrowed in confusion.  “Why in the hell would you take a walk to the parking
lot?”
    Honor’s lips
twitched from side to side as she picked at a loose string from the white
blanket on the bed.  “I might have had a cab waiting down there,” she muttered
huffily.  “I would have made it, too, if stupid Jake hadn’t picked that frickin’
moment to come back.”
    Zeke nearly choked
on his laughter.  “So, you’re pissed that my brother and Jake ruined your
escape attempt?  You know better than to try to run off, Honor Grace. 
Especially with everything going on.  You probably took ten years off his life
when he realized you’d flown the coop,” he chided gently.
    “I wouldn’t have
needed to try and escape if you hadn’t kept me locked in here like some
criminal,” Honor argued petulantly.  “I DO have rights.”
    Zeke scoffed and
shook his head at her. 
    “Anyway, when Jake
dragged me back up here, Ice was fit to be tied.  That fool had security
notified and everything.  You’d think a toddler had wandered out the door
instead of a fully grown woman.  At any rate, your bossy brother huffed and
puffed for over an hour, callin’ me all manner of things.”
    Zeke’s eyebrows
raised at that.  “Oh, he did, did he?” he asked, his voice deceptively soft. 
    “Spoiled. 
Inconsiderate.  And stupid, Zeke!  I am NOT stupid,” she growled, her back
stiffening as she recalled Ice’s harsh words. 
    “No, you aren’t,”
Zeke stated softly, his jaw clenching as he began to plan the ass-kicking his
only sibling would be receiving. 
    “That’s when I
threw the vase.  He got quiet after that.  He even tried to apologize, but I
didn’t wanna hear it.  I know I scared him, but that still no excuse to call me
stupid.  Or crazy,” she added belatedly, lifting her gaze back to Zeke. 
“Honestly, I thought you could be a domineering pain in the behind, but after
spending the afternoon with Ice, I have a whole new appreciation for you.”
    Zeke chuckled. 
Maybe instead of an ass-kickin’, he needed to buy his brother a six pack of
beer.  “Well, I’ll endeavor to use Ice as a last resort from now on when it
comes to guard duty for you.  How’s that?”
    Honor nodded. 
“I’ll forgive him.  Eventually,” she added meaningfully.
    “As entertaining
as that story was, we still need to decide where you want to spend the next few
weeks,” Zeke reminded her. 
    “Abel and Patience
suggested that I come stay with them at their new place.  They’ve got plenty of
room and even have a bedroom on the ground floor that I can use.  I’d get to
spend time with my new niece and nephews, too.  Maybe give the new parents a
little bit of a break.”
    “As long as you
don’t overdo it.  You’re still recovering, too, Honor,” Zeke admonished
sternly.  Her health was his top

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