My eyes widened as Grayson spoke. His tone wasn’t just cold—it was arctic. When I glanced at him, I noticed Bellamy moving closer and he caught my eyes, shaking his head at me to stay quiet. I didn’t like it, but I would let Grayson handle this if I neededto.
Teddi pouted at her son, crossing her long, slender arms over her breasts—plumped as they were in her little slave girl costume. I grimaced. Truly, it looked like she’d draped scarves over her form and called it a dress. I was half scared that one would fall away and I’d have to actually attack her for flashing my guys. At least it would give me the excuse to use some of that extra-training Knix had made me go through before. I curled my fingers at my sides, waiting...hoping.
When her eyes strayed to me, I stiffened. Teddi's pout fell away and she smiled. "Hello, Harlow," shesaid.
I shifted next to Knix but didn'treply.
"I'm so glad you're here," she said. "I have someone I'd like for you to meet." I stared at her, distrusting and definitely on edge. Teddi turned around and gestured behind her. A man began to make his way across the room from the lounge area that she had come from. I looked up and met a pair of familiar brown eyes that shocked me to my core. Ifroze.
Knix must have felt my immediate reaction because he jerked his head down towards me. My lips parted as the man approached. Despite the event being a masquerade, he wore no mask, and I could clearly see all of his features. He looked a little bit older than the last time I had seen him, his hair was shorter, his beard growth a little thicker, but there was no mistaking his facialstructure.
"Harlow, meet my date for the evening," Teddi said, grinning wickedly as the man approached. She leaned back and slid her arm through his, threading their limbs together. I felt like I was going to be sick. "MichaelHampton."