Sexy Six (The Bennett Brothers 2)

“I’ve met someone. Actually, that’s not true. I’ve reconnected with a woman I met a long time ago. She’s recently come to Miami, and I ran into her. We’ve been spending some time together this last week. That’s why I’ve been a little busy.”

She sets the bowl back down and leans against the counter, watching me, waiting for more.

“She’s pretty special, Biz. I can’t explain it, but I’m interested in her. She’s amazing.”

I stop myself from gushing more because, even if it is Bizzy, I need to keep some of my pride. The room remains quiet, and I feel the heat of her stare. Finally, she speaks.

“Grace Monroe.”

I snap my head, my eyes narrowing. “How’d you know?”

“Because I remember… everything.” Her tone is snippy.

“Things weren’t as they seemed. It was a long time ago.”

She opens her mouth right as the door opens and Mathis and Shaw walk in. They both half-wave in greeting as if this is a normal everyday thing.

“Did I agree to have a party and miss the invitation part?” I grumble.

“No, but when I found out my wife wasn’t coming straight home after her shift and instead was heading over here to cook breakfast for your sorry ass, I invited myself.” Shaw shoots me an evil glare and goes to Bizzy, drawing her into a kiss.

I turn my head, not wanting to lose my appetite before the food is cooked. Mathis slaps me on the shoulder, also avoiding the over the top public affection between Shaw and Bizzy.

“I was on shift last night and overheard Biz telling Shaw she was coming over. So I called him and picked him up. No way we were missing this.” He moves to a barstool to sit. “Besides, I’m starved.”

Bizzy gives a little squeal, and I turn to see Shaw now has her in his arms.

“Stop that shit!” I bark.

Bizzy breaks their kiss and glances at me apologetically. She scoots down his body and goes to the fridge, grabbing more eggs.

“Did we miss anything?” Mathis asks her.

“Yes and no. I’ve discovered that Nicky is seeing a woman he met in college briefly. We were about to dive into the details, so I’d say you’re just in time.”

Her eyes dart between Shaw and Mathis, waiting for their reaction. When neither of them even flinch, her face starts to heat up. She places the eggs on the counter and puts her hands on her hips, glaring. “Why aren’t either of you surprised?”

Mathis takes a gulp of his coffee to avoid answering as Shaw starts to back away from her. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from smirking.

“I’ll ask again… Why aren’t either of you surprised?” This time, her question is accusatory.

“Bizzy, I may have mentioned Grace to them.” I try to appease her.

“When?”

“LastweekwhenIthoughtIsawherandneededhelpfindingher.” I say it so fast even I can’t understand.

Big mistake.

She crosses her arms and gives me an icy glare. “Did you just say last week when you thought you saw her and needed help finding her?”

I nod, slipping off the counter and moving away from her reach.

The room is silently still, each of us waiting for her to blow. She takes a few deep breaths, throws her head back to the ceiling, and exhales loudly. Then she steps back to the counter and starts breaking more eggs into the bowl.

“I’ll deal with you all later, but now, we have more important things to discuss.” Her voice is controlled, but even I’m worried about what ‘later’ means.

All heads turn to me, waiting for what’s next.