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“No. It’s too specific.” Doc nodded. “Agreed.”
“Someone is turning the tables. Making us the targets.”
“It doesn’t say anything about us. It was delivered to me.”
And two other partners who made up his unconventional relationship.
Grayson wasn’t a killer. This wasn’t his fight.
One of his partners, Hawk, was the VP of the Saint View Slayers
But I was the one who held the other men in check. And I was a man of my word. Doc’s eyes pleaded with me. “You all heard the man. Nobody goes after the list until we have more info.”
But I very quickly realized there was no Prince Charming to be found amongst the dick pics and catfishing.
year, I had thought it was. Only for it to blow up in my face the moment he saw me in person.
word of his letters a million times. I knew he was a good man. And now I knew he was gorgeous too. He was so far out of my league, he might as well have been on the moon.
“I am not calling up some random sex worker and asking him for blow job and confidence tips, Toby!”
But he probably wasn’t wrong.
out all the mushrooms? Don’t you know you are the most important thing I have?” He grinned.
stepping out of the shadows like a goddamn stalker. Then fighting me for my bag while I tried to find my Mace.
I had my book to escape into. Dark romance was a lot more fun to read about than to live, and I’d been at a really good part in the book too.
I was so close to coming, I almost missed the out-of-place noise from out in the apartment. I paused the vibrator so I could hear better. The noise came again. The balcony door opening.
“Run, Violet.”
Because of course. Only I would find myself in the middle of a home invasion while masturbating. Kill me now.
He caught my vibrator. I stared in horror at the purple buzzing device, slick with my arousal, clutched in his fingers. He glanced down at it, then lifted his head back up, his gaze meeting mine. He pulled off his mask. “Uh, this wasn’t in your book?”
sex toy in his hands and then up at the stupidly handsome face I’d literally just been masturbating over. “X! Get out!”
“Oh my God. What?” I shouted back to him. He stuck his head around the corner and gave me a wolfish grin. “Scale of one to ten. How mad would you be if I licked this thing like a lollipop?” I widened my eyes. He winked at me and tossed it back onto my bed. “Okay, love you!”
of my apartment like whatever the hell had just happened was the most normal thing in the world. I had no idea whether I was flattered, terrified, or just really damn turned on.
The person who stuck his head out was the absolute last person I wanted to see. “Violet?” I backed up so fast I knocked over a chair. Embarrassment about the last time we’d seen each other crashed down over me like a wave. Followed by a healthy dose of straight-up fear.
looks like his dad…not Scythe. His bio dad. War, our other partner.” She chuckled. “That’s a long story.”
person would do, isn’t it? Why haven’t I?”
But I can tell you why I didn’t. And trust me, the very first time I met Scythe, he drove me through the McDonald’s drive-through while we were both covered in blood and asked me if I wanted chicken nuggets, like
to the police because Scythe never hurt me. Only protected me.”
“Just think of him as a puppy. One that needs training.” “A murder puppy,” I muttered. She laughed. “I like that. Seems pretty fitting for X.”
He was all golden retriever energy.
Anything goes as long as it’s consensual.”
I did not tell her that if I took the job, I’d probably be the only virgin in the world who worked at a sex club.
“You trying to get yourself thrown back in prison?” I blinked, finally registering the true concern in his gaze.
“I’m not like him. I take care of my own.” He was trying to tell me he wasn’t going to throw me under the bus the way Army had. We’d see.
“None of us are much good at just picking one partner.” “What the hell does that mean?” War clinked his beer bottle against mine. “Polyamory, my friend. You should try it.”
“Let’s just see how you go. In the meantime, you can come work at the club my partner owns. We need extra staff over there for Friday night’s party.”
he’d lied about that, it was clear to me he’d lied about everything. I was such a fool. I twisted on my heel. I wasn’t going inside those doors and facing him. “Violet!” I glanced up, searching around for the feminine voice who’d called my name.
him. I just stood there, waiting for an explanation as to why he’d spent a year lying to me.
“And me!” I blurted out before I could stop myself. “You had me!”
not trying to hide how much he’d hurt
“Would you take my virginity?” “How old are you? I won’t touch a minor.” I laughed, but it was bitter. “Thirty.”
time, my brain managed to convince me that even the sex worker thought I was too lame to deal with.
“And Violet, wear a dress.” Wyatt DeLeon practically purred down the phone. “And nothing but the dress.”
“I need to know how to make a woman love me back.”
“I would kill to make Omelet my lover.”
“Okay, so if you want to make…Omelet…your girl, you just need to do nice things for her.” “I did! I brought her flowers.” I cocked my head to one side. “She didn’t like that?”
grin. I liked the sound of this woman.
you think she’d be upset if I bound and gagged her first? Because I don’t think she’s going to get in a car with me any other way.” Oh God, he was beyond hope.
“Not in the blood of her enemies. Just pen, X. Regular ballpoint pen.”
used to stab someone with,” Torch added helpfully.
leash, it was like some sort of messy, murderer mash up of Clue and Monopoly.
