“Perhaps not. ” Cabal shrugged, his gaze boring into her. “At least not right now. ”
She gave him a distrustful glare before moving past Tanner and heading to the seating arrangement located in front of the television.
“You know, your daddy was on the television last night,” Cabal announced. “His cheeks even got wet with tears as he begged for your return. ”
She paused before turning to face him.
“Cabal, let it go,” Tanner ordered him softly.
Cabal’s green eyes flicked to Tanner before returning to Scheme with a gleam of predatory interest and satisfaction.
“Let what go?” she asked them both.
Her heart was heavy, sluggish, bordering on panicked. She hated that feeling, the premonition of danger, a sense of warning.
“Nothing,” he finally murmured, a mocking grin tugging at his lips as he glanced back at Tanner. “It can wait. ”
Tanner shook his head as though in resignation, while Cabal’s grin deepened.
“Call me the impatient sort then,” she responded tightly.
“I already had that one pegged. ” Cabal lifted his brows mockingly. “You know, I can smell your arousal as well. ”
She didn’t flush or blush. Instead she sighed.
“It takes a lot more than that to humiliate me, Mr. St. Laurents,” she informed him. “Try again. ”
“I think I could come in my jeans just watching his cock stretch your pussy,” he responded. “It would be enough to make a hungry man lick his lips in anticipation. ”
She glanced at Tanner, watching the way his brows lowered and his stare toward his brother became dark.
What the hell was going on here? It was as though Cabal were deliberately trying to piss her and Tanner off.
“Those lips are the only thing you’re going to be licking where I’m concerned,” she told him sweetly. “If you and Tanner have an itch to play more of your games, then you can play them somewhere else. ”
“It won’t be the first time you’ve let your lover share you, Scheme,” Cabal pointed out. “What made you trust that assassin more than you trust the Breed that saved your ass?”
She turned slowly, staring back at Cabal silently, furiously. Why bring this up? The fact that Chaz had shared her with another man shouldn’t be anything to Cabal. Had Tanner shown him the videos? They had shared women, she knew. Had they shared viewing the video feed Tanner had watched?
“He didn’t see the surveillance, Scheme. ” Tanner’s voice held a note of resignation. “It was in my report. ”
“You reported on what you saw?” she asked past the tightness in her chest.
“When needed. ” He shrugged. “Allowing St. Marks to bring an FBI agent believed to be loyal to the Breeds to your bed was of interest to Security. ”
“What was St. Marks paying him for?” Cabal asked. “And I should point out, that while you showered, the agent thanked St. Marks nicely for the two of you meeting his price so easily. ”
She stared back at them blankly. It was one of the last times Chaz had touched her. Not that the experience hadn’t been pleasurable, but the hollow sense of shame that had filled her later had followed her for years. And now it was back.
“I had no idea Chaz was paying him for anything. ” She forced herself to retreat mentally, emotionally. She couldn’t afford to feel shame or pain at this point. “All I knew was that he was a friend of Chaz’s. ”
“Man, the men in your life managed to keep some hellacious secrets from you. ” He clucked in mock sympathy. “Were you just too stupid to see how you were being used? Or did you enjoy it?”
“I enjoyed it,” she crooned, burying the flash of pain deep enough inside the dark little corner she reserved just for such occasions. For the times when the knowledge of her own stupidity cut into her like a hot blade. “Maybe Tanner should have let you watch. The two of you could have jacked off together while you played your little spy games. ”
Cabal grimaced sarcastically. “Now, that’s just sick. You do have a twisted little mind, don’t you, Schemer?”
A knife slammed into the table in front of Cabal, point first, vibrating with an innate violence as Scheme’s gaze flew to Tanner.