Trick
If looks could kill, I’d be seven feet under.
I held that spiteful gaze until Forrest walked away. He wouldn’t go far. I wasn’t his superior; he didn’t take orders from me, but he knew how to fake being subversive. I couldn’t fault him for wanting to protect Kali, but I wouldn’t let him take a single step toward taking her from me.
“I like the dress,” I said.
“Do you? I plan on tearing shreds as soon as this ball is over.”
I knew she’d hate the dress. I also knew that it would look amazing on her. “I will happily assist you with that. I just have one question. What will you wear afterward?”
She stopped short, and I knew it had just dawned on her that I hadn’t provided her with clothes. I had them for her—I’d bought her a whole damn wardrobe when I learned she’d gone on the run—
