“He kicked me out of my own bedroom. He owes me.”
“Who is he? Nora’s life is on the line here. If you won’t even let me call the police—”
“He’s on our side, I promise,” Kingsley said. “Trust me, you’ll like him. He’s nice and dull. Married, a family man. He’s even... honorable.” Kingsley said the last word like it left a bad taste in his mouth.
“A nice and honorable family man?” Wes repeated, sounding utterly shocked Kingsley would associate with such a person. “Then why are you friends with him?”
“Because he’s kinky as hell, and I used to fuck his first wife.”
“Kingsley, please,” Søren said, scowling.