"It is no surprise that Miss Billings came to work for us," Antoine announced as he held his glass up for Darren to refill. "They are not the kind of people she would ever become."
"You've got that right." Allister scoffed and made a face. "They seem like the type to live in one of those neighborhoods with rules about how high your grass could be. Piper forgets to put the milk back... a lot."
We all nodded. Piper and her parents were apples and oranges. It was clear why she didn't have much of a relationship with them. However, it made me wonder what they were even doing here now.
"I think they are up to something," I said out of the blue. That got everyone’s attention.
"Did you hear something?" Drake asked with a tense clench of his jaw. How easily he became enraged when it came to our maid. It was a wonder she hadn't been taken fully by any of us yet.
"No." I shook my head sadly. "Her father mainly kept making snarky remarks about us being deadbeats who wanted to defile his precious daughter." The twins and Wynn chuckled at that, and even Antoine smirked. "And the mom..." I shuddered as I laced my fingers in front of me. "... wouldn't stop picturing you all naked."
Most of the others shared my sentiment with a shudder and a few gagging noises. Antoine didn't react much at all though, and Marcus just looked bored.
Tapping a finger against the side of his face, Antoine leveled a look at me. "What makes you think they are not being truthful?"
I shrugged a shoulder. "They obviously don't have a great relationship. Piper doesn't seem very happy to see them here. In my experience, that means they want something." I shifted in my seat. I should have kept my mouth shut because now, they were going to want to discuss it, and Piper was waiting for me.
"If they aren’t here to check up on her, what do you think they want?" Wynn mused as he laid his head on the table as he played with his wine glass.
"Probably money." Drake snorted, and his twin nodded in agreement. "Most family members will only put aside their differences for a few things, and money is at the top of them."
"Well, we can only hope that is the reason." Antoine stood from the table and adjusted his suit jacket. "We have it in abundance and can easily get rid of them. We don't need any further complications. Marcus?"
He didn't wait for the large stoic vampire to answer before leaving the dining room, but Marcus followed our eldest without a word. Meanwhile, Darren disappeared into the kitchen as the other kept trying to guess what Piper's parents wanted. Thankfully, since half of the party had left, I could make a quick exit which I did with the excuse of going to my room.
Once I arrived at the top of the stairs, I didn't turn right to go to my bedroom but instead turned left towards Piper's. Her parents were in the room at the end of the hall, closest to the back stairs which meant Piper's was far enough away for them not to hear us.
I approached her door and lifted my hand to knock, but at the last second, I decided not to and tried the handle instead. When it turned, I peered around the hallway to be sure no one saw me before slipping inside.
Piper wasn't in her room, but the sound of water running in the sink came from the bathroom. I closed the door softly and moved to take a seat to wait for her. Before I could make it two steps, her voice rang out in my head.
Lock the door.
I did as Piper commanded without question, but the locked door and prospect of what might happen had my already hard cock pressing against the zipper of my pants. Not trusting myself to sit down, I walked over to her dresser and picked up a bottle of perfume.
Sniffing it, I groaned.
Fucking hell. As if I wasn't horny enough.
"Do you like it?" Piper asked, and I turned toward her voice.
"What?"
She stood in the bathroom doorway in a pair of those tiny pajama shorts and a thin tank top. I could see the outline of her nipples through it, and I almost dropped the bottle in my hand.
Piper nodded toward the bottle. "The perfume. I just bought it last week."
I glanced to the bottle and then back to her before nodding dumbly. "Uh, yeah. It's nice." I moved to put it back, but she had somehow gotten across the room without me realizing it.
Taking the bottle from my hands, she spritzed some on her wrist. "Here, it smells better on." She offered me her wrist, and two parts of me ached with wanting. My fangs wanted nothing more than to sink into her flesh and taste her and the perfume while my cock needed to be inside of her as well.
As I tried to hold back both parts of me, I leaned forward slightly and took a small sniff. The vanilla and lilac scent mixed with her own was a heady combination that made me want to rub myself all over it. Not trusting myself to behave, I stepped away from her wrist and glanced around her room.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Don't you like it?" Piper peered up at me with those big brown eyes, and I couldn't look away. "Here, try it on my neck. It's even better." She sprayed some of the perfume herself and arched her head to the side, offering me the pulsating vein she had just made even more entrancing.
If I thought I was having a hard time holding back before, I was about to burst right there in my pants, and that was all because of a little perfume. That was until I heard her thoughts.