“A date?” I squealed, pinching his sides in an attempt to tickle him and get him to put me down. I don’t know why I am trying. It never works. “What if I’m not done here?”
“What business do you have in a brothel, wife?” he snorts.
I pushed myself up against his back, the wig barely staying on my head as I hung upside down. “The same business you used to have here,” I goaded him. “Put me down.”
Killian growls inside Lachlan’s chest, making Val chuckle at his possessiveness.
“If you think I’m putting you down now, you don’t know me very well,” Lachlan grunts. “I’m sure no one here would dare try and offer you those services.”
“I volunteer!” Yasmin giggles, earning her a growl from Percy. “Oh, hush,” she scoffs, pushing against his chest.
“I have a few services you might enjoy,” Cedr
