I tipped my chin up at his sarcasm. “He doesn’t want me for . . .” I breathed out, hesitating. “For that. And if he does, he’s not getting it.” Kai might very well want me to wait on him hand and foot, but my father had other ideas. In his head, if Kai was demanding me in particular, then he wanted me for nothing less than a little fun. And he wasn’t fucking getting it.
