Nothing To Hide

‘Without d—the D word,’ I swallowed the word at Kieran’s pinch, ‘how are we going to deal with your grandma?’ ‘She’s just bluffing. Grandma survived a famine, a drought, a bloody civil war. She’s not going to off herself over something as trivial as a rumour.’ ‘You and I both know it’s not a rumour.’ ‘Be that as it may, she’s a tough old bird. Don’t worry about her.’ ‘What about the disinheritance? The V Group?’ ‘I don’t have to stay in the family business to put bread on the table. As for the V Group…’ He shrugged. ‘It was doing well before I came along. It will continue to do well without me.’ His hand stole towards the small of my back, danced lower. I wasn’t a hundred per cent convinced. He was making it sound like no big deal, when in reality, it was a BFD—a big freaking deal. ‘But what are you going to do if you get kicked out of the company?’ I couldn’t stop worrying. ‘What if you—hey!’ He pinched my ass and grinned. ‘Knock it off, horndog.’ His hand slithered between my thighs.