KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance)
Cairo positions the bottle like he's daddy of the year, holding back a shitty laugh from busting out.
“The boy just knows who runs things, baby. Can’t blame him for having good taste.”
“SHUT UP!” I laugh, rolling my eyes. “It’s literal wickedness!”
Right then, the door bursts open and Skye storms in. She’s six now and completely full of attitude.
“Aunt Diana! Look at the outfit I picked!”
She spins for me, showing off a tiny black crop top and a pair of massive, baggy trousers.
She dragged Alec to go shopping the second he picked her up from school.