would be obvious.”
Leila glanced at Micah, giving him a once-over then dismissing him with no more than a moue of displeasure. “Anyone else?” Caedon’s friendly demeanor disappeared. He obviously didn’t appreciate her coldness toward Micah. “I’m here to see Micah and Ella.”
“Oh,” Leila replied. “I thought you and my dear friend, Ella, had broken up.”
Micah snorted. “Your friend? Since when?”
Scowling at Micah, Leila boldly lied. “Yes, my friend. I’ve known Ella for eons. She’s such a lovely lady.”
Right. Ella’s never been a lady . Apparently, Caedon wasn’t falling for Leila’s bullshit either because he chuckled. “Yes, she’s a very lovely lady. I’ve missed her.”
“That’s so sweet,” she drawled as she laid a viperous hand on Caedon’s chest, her perfectly manicured red nails looking like blood next to his plain white T-shirt. Without a moment’s hesitation, Caedon stepped back. He frowned, but she continued driveling on.
“It’s great that you two can still remain friends considering your difficult breakup. Not to mention, Ella’s notorious serial dating. I would have a hard time continuing a relationship with someone like…that.”
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Leila sighed before touching Caedon again. This time she caressed his thick arm, kneading the big muscles there. And for the second time, Caedon pulled away from her. “It shows how strong you are,” she purred.
Infuriated by the gall Leila had insulting Ella and laying a grimy hand on Caedon, Micah’s heart accelerated. “Leila,” he gritted out.
“Caedon and I are going to go sit down. I suggest you either leave or find some other poor sucker to hit on.”
Leila thrust her bottom lip out and pouted. “But I wasn’t done with Caedon.”
“Well, I was done with you,” Caedon countered. Then he seemed to realize how short he’d been with Leila, and his face thawed—
marginally. “It was nice to meet you and all, but I’m not interested in anyone other than Ella.” He opened his mouth as though he wanted to say more, but he quickly snapped his jaw shut and cleared his throat.
“We’ll see about that,” Leila whispered low enough that she probably believed no one could hear her, but Micah still did.
Clenching his fists, Micah warred with himself to keep his mouth shut. It wouldn’t do a damn thing to argue with her, no matter how much he wanted to.
“Well, I guess that’s my cue to leave,” Leila murmured, still using what she clearly thought was a sexy voice, as she adjusted her Louis Vuitton purse on her shoulder. “I hope to see more of you around town, Caedon.” Puckering her lips and blowing Caedon a kiss, she slipped between them before strolling out the door.
“Wow,” Caedon breathed. “She was…something.”
“You have no idea what Leila is capable of,” Micah spat. “When she wants something, she’ll do whatever she can to get her claws into it. And now, she wants you. You might want to watch your back. I know I’ll be watching mine and Ella’s.” And yours, too.
Caedon shrugged. “I’m not worried about her. We need to talk about our woman, not that one.”
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* * * *
Monkey’s butt. Did I really just say, “our woman,” to Micah?
Seriously? We haven’t decided anything. Yet here I am, shooting off my mouth as though our sharing is a done deal. I’m going to fucking run him off before he talks to me.
Cursing himself, Caedon picked up their path where they’d left off. He hauled himself toward the booth Micah had suggested before slipping inside the shadowy interior and sinking into the vinyl seat cushion with a groan.
At the same time, Micah copied him on the other side of the table.
“Are you thirsty, Caedon?” he asked as he leaned back and crossed his arms, the hulking muscles rippling with his abrupt movements. “I can grab Sam’s attention, if you are.”
Caedon didn’t hesitate with his response. “No. I’m
Leila glanced at Micah, giving him a once-over then dismissing him with no more than a moue of displeasure. “Anyone else?” Caedon’s friendly demeanor disappeared. He obviously didn’t appreciate her coldness toward Micah. “I’m here to see Micah and Ella.”
“Oh,” Leila replied. “I thought you and my dear friend, Ella, had broken up.”
Micah snorted. “Your friend? Since when?”
Scowling at Micah, Leila boldly lied. “Yes, my friend. I’ve known Ella for eons. She’s such a lovely lady.”
Right. Ella’s never been a lady . Apparently, Caedon wasn’t falling for Leila’s bullshit either because he chuckled. “Yes, she’s a very lovely lady. I’ve missed her.”
“That’s so sweet,” she drawled as she laid a viperous hand on Caedon’s chest, her perfectly manicured red nails looking like blood next to his plain white T-shirt. Without a moment’s hesitation, Caedon stepped back. He frowned, but she continued driveling on.
“It’s great that you two can still remain friends considering your difficult breakup. Not to mention, Ella’s notorious serial dating. I would have a hard time continuing a relationship with someone like…that.”
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Leila sighed before touching Caedon again. This time she caressed his thick arm, kneading the big muscles there. And for the second time, Caedon pulled away from her. “It shows how strong you are,” she purred.
Infuriated by the gall Leila had insulting Ella and laying a grimy hand on Caedon, Micah’s heart accelerated. “Leila,” he gritted out.
“Caedon and I are going to go sit down. I suggest you either leave or find some other poor sucker to hit on.”
Leila thrust her bottom lip out and pouted. “But I wasn’t done with Caedon.”
“Well, I was done with you,” Caedon countered. Then he seemed to realize how short he’d been with Leila, and his face thawed—
marginally. “It was nice to meet you and all, but I’m not interested in anyone other than Ella.” He opened his mouth as though he wanted to say more, but he quickly snapped his jaw shut and cleared his throat.
“We’ll see about that,” Leila whispered low enough that she probably believed no one could hear her, but Micah still did.
Clenching his fists, Micah warred with himself to keep his mouth shut. It wouldn’t do a damn thing to argue with her, no matter how much he wanted to.
“Well, I guess that’s my cue to leave,” Leila murmured, still using what she clearly thought was a sexy voice, as she adjusted her Louis Vuitton purse on her shoulder. “I hope to see more of you around town, Caedon.” Puckering her lips and blowing Caedon a kiss, she slipped between them before strolling out the door.
“Wow,” Caedon breathed. “She was…something.”
“You have no idea what Leila is capable of,” Micah spat. “When she wants something, she’ll do whatever she can to get her claws into it. And now, she wants you. You might want to watch your back. I know I’ll be watching mine and Ella’s.” And yours, too.
Caedon shrugged. “I’m not worried about her. We need to talk about our woman, not that one.”
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* * * *
Monkey’s butt. Did I really just say, “our woman,” to Micah?
Seriously? We haven’t decided anything. Yet here I am, shooting off my mouth as though our sharing is a done deal. I’m going to fucking run him off before he talks to me.
Cursing himself, Caedon picked up their path where they’d left off. He hauled himself toward the booth Micah had suggested before slipping inside the shadowy interior and sinking into the vinyl seat cushion with a groan.
At the same time, Micah copied him on the other side of the table.
“Are you thirsty, Caedon?” he asked as he leaned back and crossed his arms, the hulking muscles rippling with his abrupt movements. “I can grab Sam’s attention, if you are.”
Caedon didn’t hesitate with his response. “No. I’m
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