Sage grins, and she leans forward to spit her next words in Kai’s face. “You’re done with this. You’re mine.” Laughing, Kai threads his hands through Stephanie’s hair and twists her head to the side, then he kisses her neck. Vin groans, sliding his hand to mine under the table and squeezing. Sage stands, steps behind Kai, and places her hand on top of his in Stephanie’s hair. “I’m going to give you three seconds, girl. If you aren’t off his lap by then, I’m ripping this pretty hair from your head.”
