Betrayed by Truths (Truth or Lies 2)

I won’t.

I would never count Kai Miller out.

“Besides, I did the best I could with limited clothing and no makeup.”

I don’t want her wearing nice clothes. Or makeup. Or a stylish haircut. It will only make her more attractive to other men. But it’s not fair to her. And I’m also a selfish bastard, who wants to see what she would look like dolled up when she dresses to the nines.

“Westcott,” I snap, knowing he is waiting down the hallway for any orders I have to give him.

“Yes, Mr. Bla—” he starts and then catches himself as I glare at him.

Kai giggles.

I turn my glare to her, but it doesn’t stop her snickering.

“What do you need me to do, sir?” Westcott says instead.

“I need you to talk to Kai and ensure she has everything she needs. Clothing, makeup, a hair stylist. The best of everything on my credit card. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

Kai’s mouth falls open.

“I’ll have a stylist stop by later so Kai can choose herself,” Westcott says.

I turn to Kai, waiting for her to give her approval, but she’s frozen as a statue.

“Kai? Will that work for you? Or would you rather go to a store?” I ask.

She nods instead of answering my questions.

“That will be all, Westcott.”

He leaves silently, knowing better than to ask any other questions.

“Let’s go. Langston and Zeke already headed to Surrender. There is no telling what mess awaits us.” I start toward the driveway where I know Westcott had my car brought out from the garage.

“Um…” she starts.

“What?” I snap. I don’t have time for this.

“I have a proposition for you.”

I roll my eyes. “I can fuck you later. We need to go, now.”

Her eyes darken in defiance. “Do you want to go to Surrender by yourself?”

I stop.

Of course, I do. I don’t want to have to babysit her or convince her why we need to do tasks my way.

“What are you proposing?” I ask.

“You go handle the crisis at Surrender.”

“And?”

“I go see my father.”