Chapter 29

LILY An appreciative whistle greets me when I enter the kitchen. “Wow, you look hot, shorty.” Cheeks heating at his praise, I grab my purse from the counter. Zeke glares at me, his jaw working as he crosses the room. “I’m not sure I’m going to let you leave the penthouse alone in those jeans, buttercup.” I glance down at my outfit. Skinny jeans and a sparkly tank top. “What? Why?” He skims a hand over my backside and growls. “Because I can see every fucking curve of your ass.” He squeezes hard, making me gasp. “Are you even wearing panties?” Before I can answer, he pops open the button of my jeans and shoves his hand inside. “Zeke!” I protest, but my body instinctively leans into him. His fingertips brush the soft cotton material, and he arches one eyebrow. “It’s a G-string. And do you mind?” I pull his hand out and refasten my jeans. Dipping his head, he trails his teeth down my neck as another dangerous growl rumbles in his throat. “Yes, I do mind, buttercup. I don’t want anyone look