Rigger's Mistake (Sons of Erebus: Reno, NV #1)

by Misty Walker

“You don’t want to?” he repeats dumbly. “For fuck’s sake, you sound like a whiny toddler.” I narrow my eyes at him. “Excuse me?” “Put away your VP hat; there’s no rank in this conversation.” I scowl but say nothing as he continues. “Be a fucking man and deal with your demons.

did a little remodeling based on what I remembered you liked,” he says sheepishly. “Green,” I whisper, taking in the sage-painted room.

“If you don’t want me to do this, I won’t, but please know that I want to. I want to wash him from your body, make sure all of him is gone, and then I’ll make damn sure you never so much as hear his fuckin’ voice again.”

“You’ve been calling me Navy. Guess that means I need to call you Rigger.” “It’s a good way to start over.” I nod. “It is.”

“My club is the air I breathe, but you’re the blood in my veins. If you left, I could breathe, but everything inside me would shrivel up and die. You’re my only reason for living.”

“Not a chance. I get your mom needs some support right now, but you do too. We’ll get her settled somewhere tonight while I take care of you.”

“I’m not crying. Well, I mean, I am, but not for the reason you think. All these years, I’ve only prayed to God for one thing. For someone to put me first. What you said just now made me realize my prayers have been answered.”