Torn In Two (Saint View Slayers vs. Sinners, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“Not your girl. My fucking girl. And God, I hate you. You could have at least let me get in. I probably just ripped something in my shoulder.”

I took his hand, shaking it. “Did we just become best friends?” It would have almost been funny if shots hadn’t interrupted, the cracking boom of a gun piercing the night air.

“Come on, Little Mouse,” I whispered, releasing my hold on her nose to see if she’d breathe again by herself. “You aren’t fucking dying in this goddamn hole with Josiah’s bullshit in your head. I won’t fucking let you. Breathe.” Her chest didn’t lift. “Hawk, please,” Hayden pleaded. “I can’t lose her.”

Hades could go to Hell alone. None of us were following him.

“Fuck off. I don’t hate you because you love the dick. I hate you because you are one.”

“Don’t you know I’d endure any of the bullshit coming my way if it meant you have everything you need? I love you enough to give you him.”

I listened to every word, and when he finished, Hayley Jade was out, her breathing soft and regular, sung to sleep by a biker who everyone thought was heartless.

“If you’d wanted me to taste your cum, Hawk, you could have just asked me to blow you. No need for me to lick it from her pussy.” Then he winked at me. “Though for the record, if you’d come to me this morning, even dripping with his cum, I still would have.”

“Except we both know you don’t hate me at all, Hawk. And that when I come to your room tonight, it’s going to be unlocked.”

“Can the two of you stop arguing for a single minute and just fuck me so I can come?”

“And sometimes I wish the two of you would just admit you want each other and kiss, but hey, we can’t all get what we want, can we? I’m going out to help some people who aren’t in the middle of using an argument as foreplay.”