Jolie let Brix lead the way into her bedroom with Malik close behind her. He pulled her chair from the vanity and motioned for her to sit on the end of the bed with Malik beside her.
“Can’t believe Dad is retiring,” Malik said as he sat down. “I thought it would take a bullet to the head for you to take the helm.”
“I don’t know. I think shoving my tongue down your throat might have pushed him a hair closer to death. It doesn’t matter how cool he seems with it, it had to have made him slightly uncomfortable.”
“What if he gets it,” Jolie questioned quietly.
“What do you mean gets it?” Brix asked and then made wide eyes. “You mean what if he’s bisexual?”
“Fabrizio is a very intuitive and kind. He’s lovely.”
Both men gasped and Malik made a loud gagging noise.
“No way are they a bisexua
