The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow, #1)

by Alexandra St. Pierre

“Yeah. Out of bed but still under fucking house arrest.” I scowled at Ryan, who just gave me his usual smirk that he used whenever I complained about being bored. “Come on, it’s not that bad,” Cass said, rolling her eyes and distancing herself from Theo. “Not that bad!?” I growled. “I haven’t murdered or fucked anything in two weeks! Two weeks, Cassandra!” She made a face and raised her coffee cup to her perfectly painted lips. “Okay, I don’t need to hear about how blue your fucking balls are, little brother,” she grumbled, taking a sip of her drink. Ryan came to stand beside me, running his fingers through my hair gently. “Come on, angel, I refuse to believe those are your only two speeds. There must be something else we can do to keep you busy while you’re on the mend.” The way his fingers brushed against my scalp was doing nothing to get my mind off sex. My dick tented in my pants as he scraped his blunt fingernails down the back of my head, and I nearly purred out loud at how fucking good it felt. “Keep doing that, ginger snap, and both our families are going to find out real fucking fast exactly what speed I run at.” “Callum!” Naomi and Cass simultaneously exclaimed while Theo and Vox both snickered.