–Caine–
I don't understand. Nope. I don't get why Damon chased that powerful woman. He might already be getting his ass handed to him for harassing her.
The boys? They're curious as hell.
"So, he changed his type. Not silver hair now," Ike muttered, and I shot him a glare.
"Will the three of you stop doing that to Damon?" I hissed.
"It's not good to always bring a woman that resembles his wife," David snapped, clearly annoyed. "My brother is still grieving, you pieces of shit."
Wow. I didn't expect David to explode like that.
My eyes wandered—and froze—on the sexiest woman alive. My jaw dropped as she approached us. She reached out, lifted my chin back up.
"Whoa!" The boys gawked as Deanne sat on my lap like she owned me.
David instantly removed his coat and draped it over her lap. I held the coat firmly, protecting what was mine—her exposed sexiness.
She leaned close, lips brushing my ear.
"Who's this chick?" the trio wondered.
