King of Depravity (Kings of Las Vegas #1)

by Tammy Andresen

do. Now tell me that you agree. I’m not much for consent but my brothers claim it helps prevent lawsuits.” “You have this problem

“Never. I can’t stand sensitivity training, so I mind the rules.” It’s true. One day of lectures on sexual harassment in the workplace, and I knew I wouldn’t bother, because that shit made me want to tear my hair out.

But by the time I make it to the living room, he’s already got the guy by the scruff of the neck, pulling him one-handed off Sarah and into the air. “Hey Dougy,” he rumbles. “Whatcha doin’ out here?”

Killian drags the guy off the worn carpet and onto the even worse linoleum in the kitchen just as the piss reaches the bottom of his leg and starts to pool on the floor. Then he gives Doug another shake. “You’re cleaning that up, Dougy. How are you not house broken?”

“Because,” she sighs. “You’re my stalker. I can’t go hanging out at your place. That’s just wrong.” I don’t release her. “It would make the stalking much easier if you did.” She gives a sleepy