“Nick. I need to borrow my best friend.” Kalilah followed him to his office, and he noted with a smile that she still held her plate. “You like it? I made it myself, I can officially say that I’ve cooked for you.” He waggled his brows for emphasis.
Those enchanting lips pulled into a smile. “The food is delicious. And those appetizers were amazing! Cut the shit, best friend. What do you want to know?”
Chapter 20
K alilah watched as Dex’s smile curled like the Cheshire ca
t.
“Dang, Kalilah, you just can’t let me be great. People hate my directness. I try to do small talk, and you want me to be direct.”
Kalilah giggled. “I’m not like other people.” Some sort of emotion that Kalilah couldn’t decipher passed in his eyes.
“That’s for sure.” The normal Dex returned. “So, Cayla is your sister, I take it?”
Kalilah could tell that he’d meant for that to sound more casual than it did. She thought she saw awareness pass between the two but couldn’t be sure.
“Yes…” she said slowly trying to see where this line of questioning was going. “Why?”
Dex held his big hand over his chest.
“Please express my deepest gratitude to your parents. You two are fucking beautiful.”
Kalilah was warmed by the compliment. Dex saw plenty of women all over the world, and while Kalilah wasn’t much for ego, he still knew how to make a girl feel sexy. Then again, so did his brother.
“Thank you, Dex, but you could have texted me that. What are you really after?”
Dex steeped his fingers together like he was the Godfather – well, a much younger, blonde, and ridiculously hot Godfather. As he contemplated his next sentence, Kalilah used his thinking time to continue to eat his delicious meal. Her taste buds danced. She knew without a doubt that Dex would continue to be successful. She made a mental note to buy a bunch of steaks and invite him over.
“So…” he said, interrupting her love affair with his food. “Nick looks very relaxed today.”
Kalilah shrugged. “It’s his birthday.” She knew what he wanted to know, and she also knew that he had already figured it out. It didn’t hurt to let him sweat just a little bit. “Shouldn’t you talk to Nick about his…uh…level of relaxation?” she teased.
Dex’s face beamed like a proud papa. “Good job, Lee Lee! I knew you could do it! How was it? Do I need to give him pointers?” His questions were serious.
Kalilah shook her head. “Surprisingly, no. He seems to be a natural and…uh…well researched.” Dex clapped proudly.
“Fan-fucking-tastic! The Sinclair legacy continues!” Dex sobered momentarily. “Can I name my future niece or nephew?”
Kalilah blanched as conflicting emotions ran through her body. Fear from being pregnant from a guy that didn’t want a relationship, hope at the idea of having a family with Nick, and humor that Dex felt she would get pregnant that easily all collided in her mind.
She tried to scoff, but she sounded more like a startled cat. “What are you talking about, Dex? I am on birth control you know.”
Dex raised an eyebrow. “Fifty bucks says he gets you pregnant. He has been a virgin for thirty years. That has to be some industrial strength semen.”
Kalilah punched his arm. “Are you sure you haven’t talked to him already? That man pounces on me every chance he gets. It’s a miracle we made it here.”
Dex looked proud and amused. “Again, see my comment about being a virgin for thirty years. Besides, be happy you’re dealing with Nick; I would have had you walking funny for weeks.”
Damn. Dex was extremely sexy, and that statement didn’t help. She believed him without having to stretch her imagination. She knew Dex would be an animal in the bed, and she had much respect for the woman that would capture his heart. That reminded her…
“Dex. I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and not label you as a playboy. But, if you plan to pursue my sister. Do not treat her like a piece of ass…”
Dex stood and pulled her into a big hug. She hated when he did that. It was distracting being against his hard body.
“Thanks for the faith. I am not looking for a fling. Those are easy. I’m currently reevaluating life. I respect you enough to respect your sister. If, and that is a big if with a capital ‘I.F.’, I try to date your sister, your threat is duly noted.”
Dex grabbed her hand and led her out of the office.