Chapter 33. Marking His Territory

Lorraine

"We were supposed to go and have a drink, but he didn't come on time." I explained.

I expected a fight, knowing how easy it was for Dexter to flare up, but he didn't do anything, instead he invited Bumpy in. "Why don't we have the drink inside?"

Bumpy and I exchanged shocked glances then averted our gazes to Dexter who kept a straight face.

"Are you sure?"

"I didn't have a drink in my mouth when I said it. I'm sure you both heard me clearly." He spun around, and headed into the house while one of the chaffeurs drove the car in.

Phew! That was close.

"Let's go in." I ushered him in, while my mind thought of a hundred and one reasons why Dexter would invite the both of us into the house.

Committing murder wasn't an option because he was too noble for that, but he was unpredictable and I was sure Bumpy wouldn't let his guard down that easily.

"You have a nice house." Bumpy commented and I smiled.

"Thanks, Bu