Raquel
“I’ll leave you two to talk,” I said and went looking for my man.
He was in the kitchen grabbing a beer from the fridge and I took a minute to admire his ass before saying, “For someone so totally obsessed with my safety, I’d like to know why you weren’t waiting on the front porch for me.”
He grinned, closing the fridge and wrapping an arm around my waist, kissing me quickly. “Wrath got here ten minutes before you, and Mozart let me know the second you came through the gate, but your brother wanted to be the one to greet you first, so I let him.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I’d like the record to reflect, I don’t like that.”
He chuckled, giving me a squeeze. “Noted.”
“How pissed was Sierra?” I asked.
“She was half-naked by the time I saw them, so I think she was fine.”
“Oh my god,
