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“Who is it?” Mila asked. She was curious but not enough to leave the bed and Gio’s arms.

Carter turned, his expression grim. “Your parents.”

Mila ducked her head under the blanket. “Nooooo! Aren’t they supposed to be on their way to the airport?”

“Yes,” Gio said, sounding grim.

“Don’t answer the door, they’ll go away.” Mila burrowed even deeper until Gio’s gorgeous half hard cock was in front of her face. She sucked him into her mouth, making him gasp.

“I don’t know,” Carter said. “They both have really determined looks on their faces.”

No sooner did he say those words than the doorbell rang repeatedly along with loud, insistent knocking.

“Bellezza,” Gio said, his voice unsteady. “I don’t want you to stop, but you’ll feel guilty if you don’t go down and talk to them.”

Mila pulled off Gio’s dick with a pop. “Can we come back to this later?”

“Fuck yes!” Carter said, then pulled the covers off both of them. “It’ll be dark soon. That means Gio can feed, and you two can exchange souls. After that we canparty!”

Carter’s exaggeration of the word party made Mila laugh.

She was nervous about the soul exchange, but she still wanted it. She already felt connected to Gio and Carter, making it stronger was something she wanted badly.

The doorbell and knocking abruptly stopped, confusing Mila for a moment. She didn’t hear anything, but Carter winced.

“We need to hurry,” he said, grabbing the nearest pair of pants. “Bec opened the door, and she’s pissed.”

The thought of Bec and her parents getting into a fight made Mila scramble out of bed and throw on her robe. Gio got up also and winced when he tugged his pants over his half hard cock.

“I’ll take care of that as soon as they’re gone,” she promised with a cheeky grin.

He gave her a sour look, making her laugh as she rushed out of the room. Her movement woke up Babette, who wiggled out of her covered bed and raced after her, little toenails clicking on the floor.

She couldn’t hear Bec and her parents until she was almost to the top of the stairs. Predictably, they were fighting.

“The audacity of you two!” Bec said, her voice carrying nicely in the foyer and up the stairs. It was a testament to the soundproofing in the bedroom that only Carter could hear what was going on.

“Bec, we need to talk to Mila,” James said, his voice was insistent but not confrontational.

“She doesn’t need to talk to either of you,” Bec answered, her tone dripping with contempt. “I think going to her ex and arranging to have her kidnapped says enough about your intentions. You guys wanted to have her declared incompetent!Are you kidding me, your own daughter? All of it because she didn’t want to move back and wait on you hand and foot.”

Mila made it down the stairs in time to see Barb jerk back like she’d been hit, and James shake his head sadly at Bec’s harsh words. Babette was concerned and rushed ahead of her to join in the yelling. She barked ferociously at Barb and James but stayed close to Bec’s feet.

James glanced down at the little dog, then dismissed her and refocused on Bec.

“We thought we were doing the best for Mila,” Barb said. “We see differently now.”

“You see differently?” Bec yelled. “Differently! Is that because you almost got everyone killed? Thanks, but fuck off with your apologies. They’re worthless!”

Barb and James saw her rushing up behind Bec and looked relieved. “Mila!” they said in unison.

Mila wasn’t sure how she felt about seeing her parents. She stepped up behind Bec and wrapped her arms around the smaller woman. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of this.”

Bec made a grumbly sound. “I won’t let them bully you.”

“They can’t,” Mila said with confidence, tightening her arms before letting go of Bec. “Go back to bed.”

“If they’re still here when I wake up, I’m going to murder someone,” Bec muttered. She gave Mila one last look before stomping off. They all watched her disappear into the room and slam the door shut.