Rayna’s friends?”
He’d certainly thought so at first. He shrugged. “She’s not a traditional beauty,” he hedged, strangely reluctant to call her plain.
“By which you mean she’s plain as hell.”
“I didn’t say that!” No one as sensual and passionate as Brandi Knight could be called plain.
Conner frowned. “Have you ever wondered why a girl as beautiful as Rayna only has plain-Jane friends? Do you think we raised her with some kind of complex or is there something else going on?”
“I’m not in the mood for a theoretical discussion about Rayna’s friends. Besides, how old do you have to be before you realize looks aren’t everything?”
“Excuse the hell out of me, Mr. I like-them-thin-and-blonde-and-supermodel beautiful-and-white.”
The response infuriated Adrian . “I don’t have to explain my preference in women to you or anyone else.”
“Too true. If you like white women, you like them. Personally I prefer a woman with darker skin and more curves.”
Then Brandi Knight would be perfect for him. Adrian frowned, wondering why Rayna hadn’t set Conner and Brandi up with a weekend of sex. “You can like who the hell you like, Conner.”
Conner’s nostrils flared. “So can you, but judging by the scent of you, I’d say you’re going to have some ‘splainin’ to do when Rayna learns you fucked her friend and then left her stranded at the cabin.”
He narrowed his gaze. “Who says she’s stranded?”
“She did when she called here looking for Rayna. She was practically in tears.”
Detecting a hint of accusation in Conner’s tone, Adrian narrowed his gaze. “You know human women. They’re manipulative and get weepy at the slightest imagined… slight.”
“Ahhh. Imagined slight? So this Brandi Knight imagines things and isn’t your type?”
“No she’s not.”
“Hmmm. Skin too dark for you?”
“I did not say that!”
“No you didn’t. Tell me, Adrian , how many times did it take before you knew that?”
He stared coolly at Conner. “How many times did what take before I knew what?”
“How many times did you fuck her before you decided she wasn’t your type?”
He bared his incisors. “Are you implying I used her? If you are, let me remind you that she willingly agreed to meet me for a weekend of unprotected sex.”
“I know that, but as you said, she’s human. She sounded so vulnerable on the phone.”
“And how the hell is that my fault?”
Conner shrugged. “I don’t recall saying it was your fault.”
“But you implied it.”
“Did I?” Conner tilted his head. “Or are you feeling a little sensitive and/or guilty?”
“I have no reason to feel either! Where is Rayna?”
“I drove her to the airport tonight to spend a few weeks soaking up the Hawaiian sunshine.”
Adrian compressed his lips. He didn’t like the idea of her being so far away from home without one of them close by to protect her. “Why did you let her go?”
“She’s forty-nine, Adrian, and as you know she nearly always gets her way thanks to her pampered life. We can’t coddle her forever. She wanted to go so she went.”
“Without help from you? She spends her paycheck before she earns it and I know her credit cards are maxed out. There’s no way she had the means to pay for a plane ticket.”
“So? I paid for the ticket and paid off the balance on one of her cards. So sue me.”
Damn Conner for not grounding her ass. He shook his head. “A few weeks? What about her job?”
“Having achieved her goal, she resigned.”
“What goal is that, Conner?”
“Setting you up with her friend.” He grinned. “Having done that, she got out of Dodge to give you time to cool off until she’s ready to come home and pull the wool over your eyes again.”
“Well, it’s not going to work.” He pointed at his
He’d certainly thought so at first. He shrugged. “She’s not a traditional beauty,” he hedged, strangely reluctant to call her plain.
“By which you mean she’s plain as hell.”
“I didn’t say that!” No one as sensual and passionate as Brandi Knight could be called plain.
Conner frowned. “Have you ever wondered why a girl as beautiful as Rayna only has plain-Jane friends? Do you think we raised her with some kind of complex or is there something else going on?”
“I’m not in the mood for a theoretical discussion about Rayna’s friends. Besides, how old do you have to be before you realize looks aren’t everything?”
“Excuse the hell out of me, Mr. I like-them-thin-and-blonde-and-supermodel beautiful-and-white.”
The response infuriated Adrian . “I don’t have to explain my preference in women to you or anyone else.”
“Too true. If you like white women, you like them. Personally I prefer a woman with darker skin and more curves.”
Then Brandi Knight would be perfect for him. Adrian frowned, wondering why Rayna hadn’t set Conner and Brandi up with a weekend of sex. “You can like who the hell you like, Conner.”
Conner’s nostrils flared. “So can you, but judging by the scent of you, I’d say you’re going to have some ‘splainin’ to do when Rayna learns you fucked her friend and then left her stranded at the cabin.”
He narrowed his gaze. “Who says she’s stranded?”
“She did when she called here looking for Rayna. She was practically in tears.”
Detecting a hint of accusation in Conner’s tone, Adrian narrowed his gaze. “You know human women. They’re manipulative and get weepy at the slightest imagined… slight.”
“Ahhh. Imagined slight? So this Brandi Knight imagines things and isn’t your type?”
“No she’s not.”
“Hmmm. Skin too dark for you?”
“I did not say that!”
“No you didn’t. Tell me, Adrian , how many times did it take before you knew that?”
He stared coolly at Conner. “How many times did what take before I knew what?”
“How many times did you fuck her before you decided she wasn’t your type?”
He bared his incisors. “Are you implying I used her? If you are, let me remind you that she willingly agreed to meet me for a weekend of unprotected sex.”
“I know that, but as you said, she’s human. She sounded so vulnerable on the phone.”
“And how the hell is that my fault?”
Conner shrugged. “I don’t recall saying it was your fault.”
“But you implied it.”
“Did I?” Conner tilted his head. “Or are you feeling a little sensitive and/or guilty?”
“I have no reason to feel either! Where is Rayna?”
“I drove her to the airport tonight to spend a few weeks soaking up the Hawaiian sunshine.”
Adrian compressed his lips. He didn’t like the idea of her being so far away from home without one of them close by to protect her. “Why did you let her go?”
“She’s forty-nine, Adrian, and as you know she nearly always gets her way thanks to her pampered life. We can’t coddle her forever. She wanted to go so she went.”
“Without help from you? She spends her paycheck before she earns it and I know her credit cards are maxed out. There’s no way she had the means to pay for a plane ticket.”
“So? I paid for the ticket and paid off the balance on one of her cards. So sue me.”
Damn Conner for not grounding her ass. He shook his head. “A few weeks? What about her job?”
“Having achieved her goal, she resigned.”
“What goal is that, Conner?”
“Setting you up with her friend.” He grinned. “Having done that, she got out of Dodge to give you time to cool off until she’s ready to come home and pull the wool over your eyes again.”
“Well, it’s not going to work.” He pointed at his
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