What I Should Have Said (Anchors and Eagles #1)

by R.L. Atkinson

“I can make death look like an accident. Like it was a cheating spouse. Like it was the side piece, a jealous kid, or leave so little that there are no suspects and not a body part left to put in a fucking wooden box to send home to your mommy.”

“Not even if I say that your eyes are the most beautiful shade of gray I’ve ever seen. They’re like the sky right before a storm in the middle of summer.”

“Well, don’t judge me. I happened to miss my wax appointment while kidnapped… So, yeah.” He grinned even wider and rocked back on his heels. “Good thing my favorite part of Boy Scouts was all things involving wilderness exploration.” Looking back at my legs, he continued to gently blot at the blood as I bopped him on the back of the head.

He began pulling open the pad and attempted to attach it to the underwear. “It’s backwards,” I said quietly. “And you have to pull the tabs off the wings to make them sticky.” “Oh,” he mumbled, narrowing his gaze. “Damn, it’s like I’m trying to solve a Rubik’s Cube.” His massive fingers stuck the wings to each other by accident, and he peeled them apart before finally getting it to work.

“You think I’m easier to handle than multiple agents?” Griffin asked, stalking forward so he towered over Sam, who was gasping for air on the ground. “You should’ve taken your chances with the agents, because I’m the fucking devil.”