The lies we tell

“I don’t think you could handle me, Cass. But thanks. And thanks, West. I’d really like that.”

“I could handle you. I’m very good with my hands. And did I mention the size of my di—”

“Shut the fuck up.” Caiden finally spoke. “No one wants to hear about your dick.”

“Rude,” Cassius muttered, but he was gri

“We’ll help you, and in return, you help us,” Zayde told me, and I nodded.

“Sounds fair.”

“Cade?”

Everyone looked at him as he got to his feet, crossing his arms across his impressive chest and staring down at me. “One thing straight, Snowflake. This doesn’t mean I like you. I don’t. Don’t expect us to be friends. But the Four will have your back, and we expect you to have ours. Understood?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Sorry, what the fuck did you just say?” His eyes narrowed.

“I said. Yes. Your. Highness.” I enunciated each word clearly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cassius collapse back on the sofa, laughing.

“I’m so glad I was here when you said that. His face!” He succumbed to hysterics again, and Caiden shot a look of pure ice at us both.

I shook my head at Cassius. “I really don’t know what was so fu

Finally, he managed to calm himself and lumbered to his feet, pulling me up with him. “Now you’re one of us, let’s forget all the heavy stuff for now. I’m go

I followed him out the door as he mumbled something about a hot tub, leaving Caiden standing there, his arms still folded and his brows pulled together in a frown, staring after me.