Mundo growled. “You’d better keep her close, Jarvis. I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”
Before she could do more than growl, Jarvis hooted out a laugh. “Like the last time you two fought she didn’t win, you mean?”
Mundo narrowed his eyes at the two of them. “I let her win.”
“Ha!” Cinda declared. “What the f**k did you think you were doing telling people about my private life?”
“I wasn’t telling ‘people’, I told Christie. But someone overheard.”
“Someone being who?” Jarvis asked, tone silky.
If Cinda had been surprised at his lack of reaction over people knowing their private business, she wasn’t any longer.
He was just as mad, except he could contain his irritation and didn’t feel the need to beat her brother up over it.
Pity. She’d have liked to see that.
Mundo hunched
