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Lisa's mouth trailed kisses down my neck as the shower spray fell from above our heads like it was raining. I wanted one of these showerheads in our house. Both of Lisa's hands slipped around my waist and covered my stomach. She had a hard time keeping her hands off my belly since she'd felt the baby kick. It was as if Lisa needed to stake her claim regularly. If she wasn't so dang cute when it came to protecting me it would get on my nerves.

Before I could completely enjoy having Lisa's body covering my backside and her hands on me, the high-pitched angry scream that I knew belonged to Rosé stopped both of us. Lisa's body went rigid behind me.

"Rosé?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah. Guess she found out I was here already," she replied and pressed one more kiss to my neck. "You finish your shower. I need to go deal with this. She and my father do not get along."

I nodded and stood under the warm water as she stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the large white fluffy towels folded up on a marble pedestal table. I wanted to go with her but she hadn't asked. But then she wouldn't. She was so worried about anyone upsetting me.

A man's deep voice began yelling in response to Rosé's screams. Who was that? I had only been around Dean a little but I didn't think the man had ever gotten emotional about anything enough to raise his voice. I turned off the water and grabbed a towel then followed Lisa into the bedroom.

"Who else is here?" I asked as she jerked on a pair of jeans over her naked ass and reached for a tee shirt.

"My guess would be Kiro. Apparently they're having their father-daughter bonding," she replied in a frustrated tone.

Kiro. I'd only ever seen pictures of the rock god. But he was here now. In this house...

"Just stay in here. This is why we came. So I could deal with her. She's raising hell and Kiro can't manage her. As soon as I get her calm and under control we can go back to Rosemary."

I nodded and held the towel tightly around me. Lisa started for the door then stopped and turned back around. A crooked grin tugged at her lips and she sauntered over to me. Her hands slipped into my damp hair and she cupped my face as she gazed down at me. "I just want to stay here with you," she whispered before lowering her mouth to mine.

I grabbed both her arms and held on to her as her mouth brushed gently against mine before she took a small lick at my bottom lip. I opened my mouth so she could taste more when another shrill scream came from downstairs. Lisa pulled back and sighed. "Damn crazy family," she muttered.

"Go deal with it. I'm okay here."

A knock at the door surprised me and I pulled the towel tightly against me. Lisa stepped in front of me to block anyone's view.

"What?" she called out.

I peeked around her back as the door slowly opened. I was mentally preparing myself for Rosé to come barging into the room. Instead, a girl about my age stood at the door. She didn't look like anyone I would imagine belonged in this house. Her long brown hair brushed her waist in soft curls and was parted to the side. She had no bangs. It was all one length. Dark lashes framed her sultry looking hazel eyes but she wasn't wearing any makeup. The straight-legged shorts she had on hit just at her knee and she was wearing a pale pink blouse that buttoned up the front. It was simple and classy.

"Hello, Tzuyu," Lisa said, surprising me even further. "I'm on my way down. I hear her."

One of the girl's perfectly sculpted eyebrows arched. "I was hoping I could hide up here with you. You're really going down there to deal with that?" The southern twang to her voice startled me. Who was she and why did she have a southern accent? We were in Beverly Hills.

"That's why I'm here. To help the situation," Lisa replied.

The girl nodded and then her eyes shifted from Lisa to focus on me. "You must be Jennie."

"Yes," I said, glancing up at Lisa.

Lisa pulled me closer beside her. "Jennie this is Tzuyu. She's Kiro's other daughter. Tzuyu, this is my fiancée, Jennie."

"I know all about Jennie. Dean has filled me in. Do you mind if I stay up here with you, Jennie? Rosé isn't a fan of me and I like to stay away from angry people."

"She needs to get dressed and I'm not sure she—"

"Yes, I'd like that. I'll just grab something from my suitcase and slip it on. Won't take but a minute," I replied, interrupting Lisa. I was normally a good judge of character and I liked Tzuyu. She seemed almost shy. She was soft spoken and there was no malice in her eyes. She also hadn't ogled Lisa when she'd looked at her. That was a major plus for me.

"Are you sure? I was going to have you some food brought up and—"

"The food sounds wonderful. Send some up for Tzuyu too, please," I said before she could say anything more.

Tzuyu's laugh startled me and I looked over at her. "I'm sorry. It's just she's being so not like Lisa. It's fun to watch her like this."

Yeah. I liked her. "Let me get dressed and you go deal with Rosé before she comes looking for you. I don't want to see her just yet."

That seemed to snap Lisa out of her determination to keep me bundled up in bed like an invalid. She wouldn't want Rosé near me while she was in this mood either. Lisa nodded and headed for the door.

Once she was out the door I motioned for Tzuyu to come on inside. "I'll just go put on some clothes. Make yourself comfortable."

"Thank you. I've never been in Lisa's room before. I typically stay in my room and read. But when Dean told me about you I was curious," she admitted with a shy smile.

"I'm curious about you too. I didn't know Kiro had another daughter. The one I do know isn't very nice. You're nothing like Rosé."

Tzuyu looked sad for a moment. "I was raised very differently from Rosé. My Grandmama would have tanned my hide if I'd ever acted the way Rosé does. I wasn't allowed to be demanding or throw fits growing up. Grandmama made sure I was well behaved. I think that's why daddy liked to come get me. I didn't get in the way when I came here. I sat in my room and read my books mostly. When he had time for me he'd come get me and we would go to a movie or an amusement park. But other than that my life was with my Grandmama in South Carolina."

So that's why she sounded southern. "I grew up in Alabama. I was wondering about your accent," I confessed.

She smiled. "Most people do. No one expects Kiro's daughter to be a country girl."

I nodded because she was right. They didn't. With a name like Tzuyu and a famous father I would imagine her to be spoiled and an elitist. She was neither. I pulled out a sundress from my suitcase. I was wearing dresses more often now since my stomach was too big for my jeans.

"I'll be right back," I told her and hurried to the bathroom to get dressed.


L

Kiro was shirtless and swinging his tattooed arms around with a cigarette between his fingers and a bottle of rum in his other hand. "What the ever loving fuck is your problem? Hell, you got momma issues then go bitch at motherfucking Georgianna. Why am I the one being dealt this crazy shit?" Kiro was yelling at Rosé when I walked into the game room. A pair of black lace panties were on the pool table but the female I'd left him with a few hours earlier was nowhere to be seen. Small miracles.

"Lisa! Do you hear him? He doesn't care about me. He doesn't care that he ignored me most of my life and do you know he has a daughter? Some uptight bitch that won't even look at me," Rosé was still screaming.

I walked over to her and grabbed both her hands. "Take a couple deep breaths, Rosé. You gotta calm down so we can all talk. You yelling isn't gonna fix shit."

She glared at me but did as I told her to. I waited until she'd taken two deep breaths before squeezing her hands. "Good. Now, go sit over there on that sofa and don't talk. Let me talk. Okay?"

She frowned but nodded her head and walked over to the white leather sectional sofa that outlined two of the four walls in this room. Once she was she seated I turned back around to look at Kiro. He was taking another long swig from the rum. The man needed to stop drinking and eat something. You could see his ribs. His fetish with leather went beyond furniture. He wore it too. The leather pants he had on were hanging on his tattooed hipbones.

"Can't believe you got her to shut up for a whole damn minute," Kiro muttered and put the cigarette back to his lips.

I looked at Rosé and shook my head. They were too much alike. They both liked to have the last word.

"She's upset. Please just watch your words and try to remember she's your daughter. The one you abandoned to live with the worst mother a kid could have. Now," I glanced over at Rosé. "You can't hate Tzuyu because he chose to take care of her. You hated Jennie for the same reasons. She never did anything to you but you hated her anyway. There are only two people at fault for the way things ended up. Kiro and Mom. You need to keep your hateful malice geared toward them. Not everyone around them."

"She's made you hate me. You never used to call me hurtful names. I hate her because she took you from me. I can blame her. She took the only family I had who loved me. All you do now is correct me and talk down to me. You haven't even called me since I left the hospital," she spat and bolted up. "I'm done trying to make you all love me. I shouldn't have to try so hard. I hope you're all happy!" She ran from the room and her heels clicked down the hall and up the steps. I wasn't sure if she was actually leaving or going to throw a fit and see who would follow. I'd followed for too long. I'd helped make her this way.

"Fuck. I needed you around here all along. You can get rid of her with no problem. Damn, that was easy," Kiro said as he sank down onto the sofa and propped his feet up, crossing them at the ankles. His hand still clutched the rum and his cigarette still hung out of his mouth. "Sit down and tell me about that girl I ain't met yet. You sure ran outta here fast when Princess dropped her shirt."

The woman's name wasn't Princess. That was what he called all the women he screwed. He told me when I was younger that if you called them all the same thing then when you shot your load you wouldn't be caught moaning the wrong name. I'd thought he was a genius back then. Maybe he was in the artist category but with women he was an idiot. It was a miracle he still had a dick. He'd stuck it in so many places I'd be worried it was gonna fall off.

"Princess had a fine pussy too. Shoulda seen it. All pink and waxed. I think she even oiled that thing for me."

"Don't want to hear about it. Not why I'm here," I interrupted him before he could go any further.

Kiro laughed and took a pull from his bottle. "She sucked like a damn vacuum too," he said.

"Daddy, please. I don't need the mental images that go along with that." Tzuyu's voice had me snapping my head around to look for Jennie. She was standing beside Tzuyu with a pale blue and white striped dress that had long sleeves. The neckline dipped too low, showing off her cleavage that was only getting better and better with this pregnancy. It also hit several inches above the knee and she was barefoot.

"Well, I'll be damned, she's one more mouth watering morsel. I'd offer you my lap sweetheart, but I think your woman just might castrate me if I got too close."

"I'd do more than that," I growled, shooting a warning glare at Kiro before walking over to Jennie.

"You never sent food up so we came down here looking for something. Everything was quiet in the house so we figured Rosé had left," Tzuyu explained.

Shit. I'd forgotten the food. "I'm sorry, baby. Rosé was screaming and I forgot. Come on, let me feed you."

"I already have the new cook, Mr. Branders, fixing us some chicken salad," Tzuyu replied.

Jennie squeezed my arm. "I'm okay. Stop looking so upset."

Dealing with my family was not what I needed right now. I had Jennie to take care of and our baby. Why had I agreed to come out here? Jennie didn't belong around this kind of lifestyle. The smell of cigarette smoke met my nose and I turned Jennie around and moved her toward the door. "Let's get you out of here. He's smoking," I explained.

"You really making her leave 'cause I'm smoking?" Kiro asked with an amused tone.

I didn't even answer him. I just kept moving Jennie to the door. I was tempted to tell her not to breathe until I could get her to fresh air. I had to get this Rosé shit straightened out and fast. Jennie needed the fresh clean air in Rosemary not this nicotine infested place.

"Leave her alone," Tzuyu scolded Kiro softly.

"Dean wasn't shitting me. The girl has done gone and got herself a pussy," Kiro called out with a hoot of laughter.

I clenched my teeth and kept moving Jennie toward the kitchen.

"He sounds interesting. I never was properly introduced," Jennie said.

"You don't want to be introduced to him. He's not someone I want near you."

Jennie glanced back at me and frowned. "Why?"

"Because he has no morals. None. At all. And boundaries are a foreign language to him. Women throw themselves at him and he screws them and then moves on to the next one. I don't want him looking at you."

"I really wish I could confirm to him that you do in fact have a penis. A very big and pretty penis," Jennie whispered.

I winced. "Please, just call it big. Don't call it pretty. That hurts its feelings."

Jennie giggled and hurried ahead of me.


J

I wasn't sure that a family dinner in this house was a good idea. Lisa, however, was determined to find a way to help Rosé and Kiro get along. I had spent my day out by the pool. Even though it was the end of November, it was still seventy-eight degrees outside. I was used to crazy warm winter weather in Alabama but the sun seemed even warmer here. Lisa had laid out beside me and then she'd taken great pains to rub sunscreen all over my body.

After my shower, I felt refreshed and ready to take on this crazy family for Lisa's sake. I liked Tzuyu, at least during the little time I'd spent with her. She wasn't kidding about staying locked away in her room. She rarely ever came out. I almost felt bad for her. It seemed like a lonely life. I wondered what her life in South Carolina had been like. Did she have friends there that she missed?

Lisa walked into the bedroom but stopped the moment her eyes landed on me. "No. Jennie, baby, you look amazing. Incredible. But you can't wear that dress too dinner. Your tits are all up there making me want to cancel dinner and get you naked. Then the legs and heels. You can't go to dinner like that. Kiro's a pervert and I'll end up killing him. Please, put on something that shows less cleavage and leg. Hell, wear jeans, a sweater, and some tennis shoes."

If she didn't look so distraught I would have been pissed. I loved this dress. It made me still feel sexy despite my belly. The bigger the baby got the less attractive I felt. My waistline was quickly disappearing. "None of my jeans fit and I like this dress. It makes me feel pretty."

Lisa groaned and walked over to me. "You look fucking gorgeous. Pretty is not the word one would use to describe you in that dress. I need you to look less orgasm inducing hot and more like my pregnant fiancée. I don't want to listen to Kiro say crude things to you at dinner. I want to focus on getting Rosé and him to find some peace."

Okay. "Well, when you put it that way, I guess I could change," I replied.

"Yes, please. For me," Lisa begged.

"Can you unzip me then? I had a hard enough time getting this thing zipped up."

Lisa reached around me and pulled the zipper down then pushed it down my shoulders until it fell around my waist. I hadn't been wearing a bra because the back was so low cut and my bare breasts seemed to have caught her attention.

"And wear a bra," she said in a husky whisper. Then she lowered her head to pull one of my nipples into her mouth. The metal on her tongue rubbed against the sensitive flesh and I grabbed her shoulders and held on tightly.

"Lisa, we have dinner soon," I reminded her as she slid the dress down over my hips until it hit the floor.

"Right now I fucking don't care," she murmured as she shifted her attention from one nipple to the other. Her hand slipped inside the front of my panties and she slid her finger into me with one soft thrust. My knees buckled.

"Please, I... please."

"Please, what?" Lisa asked, picking me up and putting me on the dressing table behind me. "Spread your legs," she demanded.

I did as I was told. Her hand slid down over my mound and her finger began sliding in and out of me in a steady rhythm. Each time she pulled out she slid the wetness on her finger over my clit then pumped back into me. I was very close to an orgasm. Lisa seemed to know how to draw them out of me easily.

"Does that feel good? Someone was all wet and ready," she said in my ear and I shivered as her finger slid out and this time moved backwards toward my other entrance. She swirled around it and surprisingly enough it turned me on rather than bothering me. I'd thought it would bother me. The moan that escaped me didn't go unnoticed by Lisa.

"You like that?" she asked as her finger gently prodded the entrance. I felt it in my clit. Squeezing my eyes shut, I only nodded. "Fuck, baby. I'm not gonna be able to get through this damn dinner thinking about you getting hot and bothered over me playing with your ass."

I didn't want to go to dinner now. I wanted to come.

Lisa moved her finger back to my clit and circled it several times then pinched it with her thumb and forefinger while her ring finger slid inside me. I grabbed her arms and cried out loudly while the orgasm I'd felt building up inside of me erupted.

I went limp in her arms and she held me close to her as her hand slipped out of my panties. She began to lick her fingers one at a time and my stomach quivered as I watched her. A smirk touched her lips as the last finger popped from of her mouth.

"That should hold me until this nightmare is over. But do me a favor and leave those panties on. I want to go down there knowing I made them all wet."

Her words made my breasts ache again. If she didn't stop we were never going to make it down to dinner.

"Put on something that will keep me calm and let's go face the hell that awaits us," Lisa whispered as she pulled me up. "Unless you just want to stay in here. I will bring you food if you'd rather skip it."

There was no way I was going to hide up here while she went down there and dealt with Rosé. I was going too. Even if I intended to keep my mouth shut I would be there for moral support. "I'm coming with you. Just give me a second. I'm a little breathless and weak."

Lisa grinned. "Just the way I like to keep you."

I picked up my discarded dress and threw it at her. Then I went to the closet where I had hung up my things and found another dress that fell just above my knees and had a higher neckline. I could wear my knee length boots with this one and it would be cute enough.

I slipped it on and then turned to grab my boots.

"You're wearing boots? Those boots?" Lisa asked as I slipped my foot into the first one.

"Yes," I replied.

Lisa groaned and shook her head. "Damn boots make people think of you wearing nothing but those boots."

"Lisa. You have got to stop. You think everyone wants to see me naked. In case you haven't noticed, I have a stomach that pooches out. No one wants to see me naked... except for you."

Both of Lisa's eyebrows shot up. "You really think that, don't you?"

"I don't think it, I know it."

Lisa let out a defeated sigh. "And that's one of the reasons you're so damn irresistible. Come on, my sweet Jennie. Let's go eat dinner."


L

With Jennie beside me during dinner I wasn't going to be able to focus on Rosé. I was going to be protecting Jennie. When Rosé had woken up from her coma and she'd found out about the baby she had almost seemed to thaw a little toward Jennie. Then she'd found out Abe wasn't her father. Kiro was.

Rosé had been spiraling out of control since then. I understood her desire to have a parent who loved her. I had hated Abe Kim for years because of the fact my little sister was so broken. But it hadn't been Abe's fault. My mother should have been honest and fucking Kiro should have stepped in like my father had and done something.

Jennie squeezed my hand tightly as we stepped into the dining room. I scanned the room and was relieved that Rosé wasn't here yet. I wanted to get Jennie seated and relaxed before my sister showed up.

"You require this family gathering up and you show up late," Kiro drawled as he leaned back in his chair and took in the sight of Jennie. I was beginning to hate the man. For several reasons.

"Rosé isn't here yet. We're not late," I replied and walked Jennie to the other end of the table and sat her down beside Dean and I took the chair on the other side of her.

"He's in rare form. Started hitting the rum early," Dean explained to Jennie. The apologetic look on my dad's face reminded me that he wasn't as heartless as his friend. I knew that already. He hadn't ignored me. But then Kiro hadn't ignored Tzuyu either. However, I wondered if she would've been if her mother's mother hadn't taken her in. Kiro only supplied the money. Her grandmother had raised her. He'd just shown up with ponies and promises he never kept.

"I'm just being me," Kiro called out from his end of the long table. "You keeping that pretty girl of yours far away from me, aren't you?" Kiro said with a laugh. "I'm just looking. It isn't like I'm gonna touch her. She's carrying your kid. I stay away from the pregnant ones. I don't want anymore kids blamed on me."

Jennie tensed beside me and I rested my hand on her leg. This wasn't something that should upset her. It was a good thing. Even if I wanted him to stop looking at her.

"Daddy, leave Lisa and Jennie alone. Your teasing them just makes everyone uncomfortable," Tzuyu said. She'd been sitting quietly to the left of Kiro. She rarely talked so I wasn't used to her soft-spoken voice. It still amazed me that the man had produced her. She was nothing like Kiro. She was also the only person who could make Kiro calm down. Her voice seemed to ease him.

"Alright, darlin'. I don't wanna ruin your dinner. I was just funning around."

"No funning," she replied in a gentle command.

Jennie ducked her head beside me. "I like her," she whispered so softly I almost hadn't heard her. I smiled. I hadn't been wrong about Tzuyu if Jennie liked her. She was genuinely a nice girl. Rosé was going to give her hell.

The loud clack of heels hit the marble floor leading into the dining room. I tensed and prepared myself for Rosé. She swooped into the room wearing a short, ice blue, fluffy looking dress and stilettos on and her long red hair was pulled up on her head with curls falling loosely around her face. She had made sure she looked good for this. That was her. I watched as her eyes took in everyone at the table with a haughty glance.

The irritated gleam in her eyes as she noticed Jennie was nothing compared to the hateful glare she shot at Tzuyu. I waited to see if she was going to say something I needed to shut down. Tzuyu kept her gaze down and she played with the napkin in her lap. The tension in the room was thick and I hated that Rosé thought she had to do this to get attention.

"Sit down girl and stop standing there snarling. We want to eat," Kiro said flippantly and Rosé's eyes flashed angrily. She looked at the other seat beside Kiro and then walked past it to sit down on the other side of Dean. The little girl in her was still afraid of rejection. She knew my dad wasn't going to reject her.

"I didn't know you'd brought her," Rosé snapped.

Jennie was so tense beside me I wanted to pull her up against me until she relaxed. "Of course I did. She goes where I go."

Rosé rolled her eyes. "I miss the old Lisa."

"I don't," I replied.

"This is a family matter. You think you could handle just a few moments away from her or are you planning on smothering her the rest of her life?" Rosé's hurt was turning into bitterness fast. She wasn't going to take it out on Jennie, though.

I leaned forward on the table and leveled her with my steady gaze. "Do not ever speak to her that way again. If she hadn't agreed to come with me I wouldn't have come. Don't underestimate her importance. She's mine. Respect that."

Rosé bristled and sat back in her chair. I hated talking to her this way when I knew she was hurting. But Jennie came first. Always.

"I'm starving. Where's the damn food?" Kiro called out loudly. Two women in their early twenties came hurrying out with trays. Normally there weren't waiters for meals around here. Dean and Kiro weren't big on formal meals. But Dean had called in a catering company to handle tonight's meal. The women had a star-struck look in their eyes as they set about putting the appetizers on the table and taking drink orders.

"Look at you," Kiro said as he slid a hand up one of the women's leg.

"Daddy, don't," Tzuyu whispered.

Kiro let out a hard laugh and winked at the server. "Later."

"God. I can't believe my mother slept with that man," Rosé said a little too loudly.

"Don't go there, Roseanne," Dean warned her. It was too late. I could see the annoyed amusement in Kiro's eyes.

"Why ever not? I'm a fucking rock god, little girl. A fucking. Rock. God." He took a sip of his drink then smiled. "All women want a taste. Your momma was no different."

"Daddy, please," Tzuyu said, reaching over and touching his arm lightly.

"My mother was too young to know better," Rosé shot back.

"She wasn't that young. She was just trying her damnedest to sleep with every one of us. I think she can officially claim the record of 'has fucked all of Slacker Demon' and that's not an easy feat. Dean is pickier than most."

Rosé's face paled and I knew I needed to step in before this got out of hand. "Thanks Kiro for making sure we were aware of our mother's sexual habits when she was younger. Now, could we move on from that and try to all get along?"

Kiro nodded. "Of course. Let's eat some of this shit."

The servers quickly started walking around the table with the trays of food and asking us what we wanted. Jennie turned down most all of the appetizers. She only took a slice of bread.

"Why aren't you eating more than that?" I asked, concerned.

She leaned into me so no one would hear her. "Because I can't eat raw meats or cheeses with unpasteurized milk while I'm pregnant."

Shit. Something else I didn't know. I pushed my chair back and headed for the kitchen. They were going to make her something she could eat.


J

I didn't have to ask Lisa what she was doing. I already knew. She would be back with food I could eat. If I wasn't so hungry I would try and stop her but I really did want to eat more than bread.

"You've turned my sister into your bitch. It's pathetic," Rosé hissed across the table.

"Claws in Rosé. Jennie is pregnant and needs to eat. Lisa is taking care of what's hers," Dean replied before throwing back a raw oyster off its shell into his open mouth.

"Do you not understand what birth control is? Or was that your plan all along? Hook her with a baby?"

It was very likely that the rest of my life I would have to deal with this kind of attitude from Rosé. Getting upset and backing away from it wasn't going to be a life choice for me. Granted, I didn't intend to stick a gun in her face again but I wasn't going to let her talk to me like that just because she was Lisa's sister.

"I realize you're hurt and angry. But I've done nothing to you. So, please, back off."

Dean chuckled beside me. Rosé's eyes only shone brighter. Great. I'd done nothing but piss her off more.

"You listen to me, you little bitch. No matter what you think you have, you don't. I'm her sister. I'm her blood. She will choose me if it comes down to it. So don't you dare threaten me."

As much as I wanted to go back upstairs to Lisa's room and hide away from all this I knew it would only make her worse. I had to show her I wasn't backing down.

"This isn't a competition. You're her sister. I'm the mother of her child. She doesn't have to just love one of us, Rosé. That's childish and insecure to think that way. Lisa is here because she loves you and she wants to help you. Don't slap her in the face by treating me this way."

Rosé opened her mouth and snapped it closed again. Her jaw was flexing from all the teeth grinding she was doing.

"That's girl, Jennie," Kiro called out and the pain that flashed in Rosé's eyes made me feel sorry for her. I knew what it felt like to have a father not want you. But I also knew what it felt like to have a father who adored you. She didn't.

"I don't know why I even try. No one accepts me here. Lisa was all I had and now she has attached herself to you and you hate me," she screeched as she stood up and threw her napkin on the table.

"You took Lisa," she pointed a finger at me then she swung her attention to Tzuyu. "And you, you have my father's love. I have nothing." She spun around and ran from the room.

Lisa walked in just as her heels clacked loudly on the floor and she looked at Kiro. The anger on her face was evident. "What did you do? I was only gone for five minutes."

Kiro shrugged and pointed at me. "Don't look at me. It was your woman who sent her running."

Lisa's anger turned to confusion as she shifted her gaze to me. "Jennie? What happened?"

I shook my head. "She was accusing me of things and I just told her the truth."

Lisa let out a sigh and took off after her sister.

I sat there wondering if I should leave too. Or if I was supposed to stay here. My bread was forgotten on my plate and my stomach was now in knots.

"This family dinner is slowly dwindling. Anyone else want to run off before we have our salad?" Kiro asked in a jovial tone. How he could be making jokes after what had just happened I didn't understand.

Dean reached over and squeezed my arm. "She'll be back. Sometimes Rosé just needs Lisa. She knows that."

Unfortunately, I knew that too.

Lisa wasn't back by the time dinner was over. Kiro was now completely groping the server's bottom underneath her dress. Tzuyu was ignoring it and finishing her wine silently. Dean had his attention on the other server. I was more than positive the two women were on the menu for both men. The one Dean was looking at kept giggling and finding reasons to walk over to him. Luckily, he wasn't going for any body parts yet. I was more than ready to get up and leave.

"I think it might be time for you and Jennie to go on up to bed," Kiro said to Tzuyu without looking at her. He was focused on the server's boobs and his hand was still up her skirt.

"I completely agree," Tzuyu replied, standing up and looking over at me with an apologetic smile.

I stood up and started to thank Kiro and Dean for dinner when I noticed Dean's hand was now between the other server's legs. I decided to hurry out behind Tzuyu.

"I'm sorry you had to witness that. Dad's drinking more now that Rosé is raising hell. When he drinks he... uh... requires a lot of women."

In other words, he screwed around more often. I nodded. However, what was Dean's problem? Just a horny rock legend used to getting what he wanted, I guess.

"I thought Lisa would be back by now," I replied, wanting to change the subject.

Tzuyu nodded. "Yeah, me too. Rosé can be a handful I'm realizing."

Handful was a kind word for Rosé. I was thinking more along the lines of 'bitch'. "She hates me. I guess I need to accept it and learn to live with it. I just don't like the spot it puts Lisa in."

A loud squeal and then a moan came from the dining room. Tzuyu made a gagging noise. "Ugh, come on. We can take the elevator instead of the stairs. It will drown out the noise."

"Are they just... doing it in the dining room?" I asked, amazed at the lack of privacy and the fact the other catering staff could hear them in the kitchen.

"They will do it anywhere. Trust me. You don't want to know what I've seen over the years. I think it's the reason I'm still a virgin. Well, that and the fact I'm too shy around guys."

It was a miracle that Tzuyu was as innocent as she was with this kind of behavior from her father. "I was a virgin until Lisa. Sometimes it's best to wait until the right one comes along."

Tzuyu smiled and nodded. "Yeah. But then there is the chance that will never happen. I don't socialize much. My life here is very private. I've always hated sex because of what I've seen it do to my dad. But lately I wonder if maybe I just need to see it in a different light. You and Lisa seem happy together."

I felt sad for her. She'd apparently grown up very overprotected by her grandmother and then only seen the other side of the spectrum from Kiro's life. She had to be very confused. "Did you date in South Carolina?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Not much. My Grandmama wasn't a fan of me dating. She said it only led to sex. I was to wait until I got married to have sex. It said so in her Bible. But if I didn't date how was I supposed to get married?" Tzuyu let out a soft laugh. "Didn't matter though. I never could find my words when a guy I was attracted to was around me. I became embarrassingly shy and awkward. I'm getting better with age I think."

Tzuyu was a classic beauty. She was elegant and perfect. It was hard to believe she hadn't dated much.

"I'm going to go on up to my room. I have a book to finish. Recently I've found indie authors on my Kindle and I'm slightly addicted."

"Indie?" I asked.

Tzuyu nodded. "Self-published ebooks. I've found some diamonds in the rough."

I might need to get a Kindle. "Enjoy then," I replied and headed up to Lisa's room.