and kissed his cheek before dancing out of the kitchen, yelling over her shoulder, "Night!"
For a long moment, none of us spoke. I just stared after my little sister in stunned disbelief, waiting for her to turn around and acknowledge me for saving her freaking life. But nope, a moment later we heard the sound of her thumping up the stairs and then a slamming door.
"Wow," I murmured. "Not quite the reaction I’d expected."
Cass grimaced. "Trust me, it was worse being trapped on a cargo flight for fifteen hours with her bitching on and on about how we'd all lied to her."
I scowled. "Lied to her? About what?"
He arched a brow back. "Uh, me being dead, for starters."
Zed snorted into his whiskey glass. "No shit, she's not exactly the best secret-keeper alive."
I nodded my agreement. "Precisely. Besides, it was none of her fucking business. I'd have thought after being kidnapped and held as leverage for two days she might have been just the tiniest bit appreciative of everything I do for her, but apparently that's asking too much."
My mood officially foul, I snatched up one of the glasses of whiskey and knocked it back in one mouthful.
"I'm going to bed too," I commented. "I'm so fucking angry right now I either sleep or I'll find myself strangling Seph in her bed."
Zed caught my arm before I could pass by him to pull me in close and kiss me hard. "I'd say go to my room, but I feel like Cass might have dibs tonight."
I grinned and kissed him back. "You'd be right." I looked over my shoulder at Cass, still in half his drag outfit. "You coming, Betty?"
Cass glowered at Zed. "I'll be up in a minute, Red. I think Zeddy Bear and I need a quick chat first."
Why did that statement make me both apprehensive and aroused? Shaking my head, I left them to it and headed upstairs by myself. As I started up the stairs, the solid sound of a fist hitting flesh echoed up to me, followed by a slightly pained laugh from Zed.
Fucking alpha-male bullshit again. I was much better off letting them deal with it themselves. So long as they didn't kill each other, I didn't need to intervene.
I paused outside my bedroom door, looking down the hallway to the loft door at the end. The temptation to storm up there and give Seph a solid piece of my mind was strong. But the desire to reconnect with Cass was stronger, so I stepped into my room and closed the door behind me.
Not knowing how long Cass needed to talk with Zed, I started stripping off my sweaty gym clothes. Two hours of training drills with Zed had definitely left me less than fresh, so I tossed a silk robe on and headed down the hall to the bathroom for a quick rinse.
When I arrived back at my room, Cass was stretched out on my bed in nothing but a pair of boxer-briefs and a sly smile.
"Thank fuck you ditched the Betty outfit," I murmured, pushing the door closed with my heel and heading over to the foot of the bed. "I love you, but those boobs weren't doing it for me."
He watched me with heavy-lidded eyes as I placed a knee on the end of the bed, then proceeded to crawl up his body until I straddled his waist and cupped his face in my hands. The scarring on his shoulder was red and angry but seemed to be healing well. Same with the scrape along the side of his head.
"It feels like forever since I had my hands on you," he rumbled, all deep and sexy. His fingers tugged the tie of my robe undone, and I shrugged the slippery fabric off my shoulders. "Fuck, you're gorgeous, Red."
Grinning, I leaned into his touch as he hauled me against his body and flipped us over. His mouth met mine in a crush of passion and intensity, stealing my breath away as he kissed me deep. Overwhelmed with desire, I met his tongue stroke for stroke as my fingers dug into the flesh of his back, desperately holding him closer. I needed him so bad it hurt, so within seconds I was tugging his underwear down and rocking my hips in a wordless plea.
Cass chuckled against my kiss as he shucked his boxer-briefs but didn’t immediately fill my pussy with his cock like I wanted him to.
"Not so fast, Angel," he growled. "I have something