Vincent's POV:
My brother is a fool. Then again, he's always been a fool.
He has the audacity to walk in with Penelope's sister on his arm looking like they just f****d, and act like he's the one offended.
“What does it look like?” Penelope fires back, a sweet smile on her face but acid on her tongue.
Oh.
My sister-in-law has some fire in her? Wonderful. I believed she would cave, or stumble over her words. What happened between the dinner and now?
Charles' narrows his eyes at her. “You…”
“It's fine, I trust Penny. I'm sure it's all some innocent tea party or whatever,” her sister says. As she speaks, her eyes cut over to me. It happens in half a second, but I see it.
Lust flashes in her eyes.
Interesting. This would bid me well after all.
“Calypso!” The slobbering kid ju
