“But I haven’t seen her in two years,” Paris complained half-heartedly.
He pushed Paris off his lap and stood up behind her. “Enjoy the buzz,” Markus said over his shoulder as he guided Paris away as if she were his child.
Angel let out a relieved breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. She watched as Markus pushed Paris down on one of the lounge chairs then straddled it to face her. She laughed realizing he was holding her cousin down but trying to make it look like he was only flirting. It looked like Paris had finally found someone who could control her… thank god.
“I think I like Markus after all,” Angel said as Shae scooted back over.
Shae shrugged then picked up the joint, rolling it around with her fingertips. She lowered her voice trying to sound like Markus as she leane
