The Body in the Backyard (Riley Thorn #4)

by Lucy Score

I don’t care if you’re being hunted down by ISIS. Hell, I’ll sell T-shirts that say Ding Dong, the Dick Is Dead at your crime scene.”

I’m Griffin Gentry. Everybody loves me.” “Not me. You suck,” Josie said. “I think you’re a dick,” Brian agreed. “I hope you’re run down in a crosswalk by a bus full of schoolchildren,” Nick chimed in.

“I am new to relationships, but it seems to me that there is a possibility your abandonment of Riley in pursuit of your own needs triggered old wounds, reminding her that she has yet to be in a relationship where she comes first for her partner,” Gabe said, steepling his fingers in what Nick considered to be annoying superior piety. Nick pointed a surly finger at Gabe. “I’ll have you know I make sure she comes first every time.”

He wanted to put a ring on Riley Thorn’s finger. Before her, he’d never even considered things like getting engaged or married or, you know, the future. They’d only known each other for four months. There was mozzarella in the cheese drawer older than their relationship. Sweat ran in rivulets down his back. They owned a home together. They worked together. They had a dog together. This wasn’t just another new relationship. This was the relationship. This was it. She was it.

“It’s amazing how a couple of orgasms will put the rest of the day into perspective.”