Reckless (Thoughtless, #3)(45)

I looked over at Kellan and we both smiled and shrugged. Maximus was a heck of a lot better than Mortimus. My sister snorted, and I looked back at her. A wry smile on her lips, she shoved Griffin’s shoulder back. “Maximus . . . like the gladiator?”

Griffin smiled and brought his hands to his hips. “Well, he will be a slayer.” He thrust his hips forward and I stopped smiling. Anna laughed and trailed her hand down Griffin’s chest. She tugged on his shorts, pulling him into her bare stomach. His lips were instantly attached to her neck, his hands immediately slipping down the backside of her bikini bottoms. I turned back to Kellan. I really hoped they didn’t try to make another baby while they were ten feet away from me.

Kellan watched them for a minute more, then closed his eyes and laid his head back on the chair. Sienna’s toned legs appeared on the other side of him. Shirking off her sheer robe, she frowned as she watched my sister being mauled by the D-Bags’ bassist. “Are those two really a couple? He’s hit on me about a dozen times.”

Sienna seemed as confused by Anna and Griffin’s relationship as I sometimes was. As I tried not to gape at the perfection of her sculpted body, Kellan looked over and smirked. “That depends on your definition of ‘couple.’” Returning his eyes to my sister, he added, “We’re all still trying to figure them out.”

Sienna smiled; the brilliance of her white teeth nearly blinded me. “They’re not as exclusive as the two of you then?” Her eyes drifted over Kellan’s tattoo before shifting to my wedding ring.

Kellan smiled at her as he brought my ring to his lips. “No, definitely not.”

Sienna smiled politely as she watched him. If she was disappointed over Kellan’s commitment to me, I couldn’t see it. But then again, she was a performer, and acting was a big part of that. As her entourage spread out around the pool, Sienna flipped onto her stomach. Her backside was impossibly perky, and I discretely adjusted the bottom of my modest tankini.

Pulling the sheet of dark hair off of her shoulders, Sienna unhooked her top. Resting her head on her arms, she told us, “I’ll be heading back to London in the morning. Would the two of you like to have dinner with me tonight?”

Kellan was silent, leaving the answer entirely up to me. Not able to pass up a meal with number ten on the “Most Influential People in the World” list, I shrugged and nodded. “Yeah, sure . . . sounds great.”

Closing her eyes, Sienna murmured, “Fabulous.” I wanted to agree, but I wasn’t entirely sure that I hadn’t just made a horrible mistake.

Anna was upset that she wasn’t invited to go to dinner with her new BFF. Griffin was too. His eyes barely left Sienna’s body the entire time she sunbathed half-naked by the pool. His rapt attention didn’t seem to bother my sister. She really didn’t seem to care what Griffin did, so long as he was attentive to her and respectful to me. Honestly, I had no idea how those two were going to be as parents.

Standing in front of a full length mirror in the bathroom later, I debated if I looked good enough to be seen with Sienna Sexton. I hadn’t planned on fancy dinners out while I’d been packing, and the only semi-dressy thing I had with me was a long, simple black dress made of soft cotton that swirled down to my ankles. It had wide straps, a v-neckline, and an empire waist. It was more comfortable than sexy, but it was all I had. Sighing, I ran my fingers along a wavy strand of my hair; I’d thought to offset the plainness of the dress with big, bouncy curls, but I’d only managed wavy.

Coming up behind me, Kellan kissed my bare shoulder. “You look incredible.”

I looked at the reflection of him over my shoulder. He was wearing a fitted blue dress shirt worn loose over dark blue jeans. The color of his shirt brought out the depth of his eyes. He was stunning. As always.

A part of me wanted to tell him that I wouldn’t look incredible standing next to a bombshell like Sienna, but I knew he wouldn’t agree, so I didn’t say it. Looking back at my reflection, I tried to see what Kellan saw when he looked at me. My eyes were “expressive,” meaning they were large. They were generally a seaweed brown shade, but in this light, the green was a little more apparent. With the simple layer of mascara I had on, I’d say they were even pretty. I had nice cheek bones, a cute nose, full lips. Maybe my chin was just a tad too pointy, but all in all, I was well proportioned and symmetrical. I wasn’t gorgeous, but . . . maybe I was beautiful.

Smiling at him, I pulled out my lip gloss and applied a coat of light pink. “Thank you.”

Kellan blinked, surprised. “You’re not going to argue with me? Make me convince you that you’re attractive?” I shook my head and his lips curved into a small approving smile. “Well, that’s new. I like it. Confidence is sexy on you.” He flashed me a wicked grin.

I felt my cheeks heating as his bedroom eyes locked with mine in the mirror. God, we’d never make it to dinner if he kept looking at me that way. Twirling him around, I shoved him out the door. Kellan chuckled to himself while I gathered the rest of my things, then we headed out to the sitting area, where the rest of the band was lounging.

Evan came over and wrapped a tattooed arm around me. “You’re a doll, Kiera.”

I smiled up at him, then remembered the favor Jenny had asked me to do days ago. Embarrassed that I’d forgotten, I hurried back to my room and dug through my bag until I found the flattened candy box. Smiling in apology, I handed it to Evan. “Jenny says she misses you, wishes she could be with you, and asked me to give you this.”