“If Marquis de Sade and Snow White had an offspring, it’d be her,” Aiden says.
“What else?” I probe.
“Why are you asking us about your fiancée?” Cole nudges my side.
I grin. “I’m trying to get to know her and figure out what type of flowers she likes.”
“She prefers dark chocolate.” Aiden appears serious. “Elsa buys her packs all the time.”
“Give me more. I want to woo her.” I wiggle my brows.
“Could’ve fooled me.” Cole smirks.
“You know something, don’t you?” I narrow my eyes at him.
“I might.”
“Tell me.”
“Why would I?”
“Because we’re friends.”
“I might be friends with Teal, too.”
“I came first.”
“Now you’re starting to sound like a clingy ex.” Aiden points his bottle at me.
I flip him off and face Cole, speaking in a dramatic tone. “Remember all the shit I did for you?”
“Like what?”
“Like throwing parties so you could shag and no one would hear the screams.”
He raises an eyebrow.
“What? You thought I didn’t hear them?” I grin.
“Told you, Captain.” Aiden smirks.
“You too, King.” I squeeze his shoulder. “I might have some footage.”
“No, you don’t.” Aiden scoffs. “If you did, you would’ve used it for your cause about now.”
Fuck. I really should’ve kept some footage. Surely Lars and his conniving mind would’ve made it happen. He might even have an entry about it in his little black book.
“Besides…” Cole tilts his head. “Why should we do the work for you? Where’s the fun in that?”
It’s times like these I wish Xander was here. His playfulness balances their arsehole behaviour, but he had to fuck it up with alcohol and disappear for a while.
Wait, is it because I’m surrounded by these two fuckers that I’m starting to have these buried, unusual thoughts?
Those are only excuses and you know it.
“Who told you I haven’t done my homework?” I smile. “I’m a lot more than noble. I’m the nobility itself, and there’s a manual that says we always get what we want.”
“And yet you still can’t find an answer.” Aiden cocks his head too, so now I have two pairs of eyes judging me.