Jolie sat in the kitchen with Opal, Axl, and Pia while Keely argued with Trey over what an acceptable breakfast was. Trey had been hanging around since the guys had left the night before and she had a funny feeling it had nothing to do with providing her security.
Despite Trey being his stoic-self and the epitome of professional, he was keeping as close an eye on Opal and Axl as he was her and Pia. He was interested in the woman and Jolie would have bet her left arm when he wasn’t on the floor with them, he was in the basement with the camera zoomed up tight to Opal and the ass he had checked out more than once.
Now Trey was in the kitchen insisting he was cooking breakfast for the group and Keely was putting her two cents in.
“If you don’t swirl the water, how are the eggs going to poa
