think I should be excited about?” she said, rocking Max back and forth. He’d gone quiet and his eyes started drooping.
“Scarlett, really?” Shani shook her head. “The party Knox is having this weekend. He’s invited every employee and client.”
“Oh, that. Meh. I’m not sure if I’m going,” she said softly and lowered her face to Max’s and brushed a kiss on his dark head.
“You have to go!” Shani exclaimed.
She glanced up and met her sister-in-law’s serious gaze. “Why?”
Shani turned away and then gave her a guilty look. “We already said you would.”
“What? Why?”
“Knox looked so excited to have you there. It was hard saying we didn’t know, so we said yes for you.”
“Shani!”
Shani winced. “Sorry. But yes, now you have to go.”
“Well, at least I’ll have you guys as company.” Shani glanced down at her glass. “Oh, come on! You’re not going? What the hell will I do there if you guys aren’t coming?”
“Mingle? Maybe meet a single man? Heck, you never know, you might meet your mate.”
She growled and stood. “I’m putting this cutie pie to bed.”
Once she laid the baby down, she stood by his crib and watched him. Knox and his geeky glasses and bow tie came to her mind. Her lioness purred and whined, pushing at her skin.
Mine! Mine! Mine!
No! No! No! The damn feline was not getting the picture. Knox wasn’t her mate. He was a weak human she could mash in the throes of sex. All she had to do was scratch him and he’d be mortally wounded or end up in the hospital.
She couldn’t live with herself if she killed him. So change him . That wasn’t guaranteed to work. He could die. She wasn’t taking that chance.
FOUR
Scarlett got out of her car and sighed. No backing out now. Not when she’d spent all day looking for the perfect costume for this shindig. Only Knox would come up with a Halloween party weeks too early.
She’d finally decided on the slave girl Princess Leia from Star Wars. So what if she had a lot more in the curves department than the original Leia. She still pulled it off quite nicely if she went by the looks she got as she entered Knox’s haunted mansion.
She didn’t know how Knox rented the place, but they’d done a freaking amazing job with the décor. Her favorite part was the cavemen waiters walking around, handing out glasses of champagne.
Some guy dressed as a vampire tried to get her attention. She hissed at him. The face he made almost had her in stitches. This might be fun after all.
She looked all over but didn’t see anyone dressed as a lawyer or judge, which was what she’d overheard Knox saying he’d dress up as.
“Do you want to dance?” a guy in a police officer costume asked.
She sipped the drink she’d just gotten and whispered by his ear, “Do you want your balls up your ass?”
He lifted his hands and backed away slowly. The crowds got thicker and once the music started pumping, she knew she had to get out of there. She walked out a side door down a wraparound balcony toward the back of the mansion.
She stopped when she smelled Knox. Where was he? Glancing around in the darkness, she didn’t see him. The wind shifted and she hurried farther down the balcony. She stopped at a set of glass doors. He was in there.
She should leave. What if he wanted to be alone? He doesn’t. He wants you . Great. Her lioness was losing her fucking mind again. She’d go inside, casually say hi and then hit the road. Not like he’d notice her being gone while everyone partied in the grand salon.
The cool knob turned silently under her hand. She strolled inside quietly. The décor resembled what one would find in a five-star hotel suite. Must be a guest room.
It looked like a man was readying the room for someone. He pushed the vase of flowers to the center of the dresser. Her gaze ate him up from head to toe. Oh, wow. Oh, hell. Her lioness purred with need. It would be damn impossible to leave him alone