Half the Battle (Saint View Psychos, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

Bethany-Melissa didn’t exist anymore. And Bliss wasn’t going to lie down and let anyone take what was hers.

“Don’t talk about your thighs like they’re anything other than my favorite thing to get between.”

“There’s a little psychopath in all of us. I wear mine on my sleeve. Most people keep theirs buried. You just let yours out to play for a moment.” I grinned at her. “I liked her. Psycho Bliss with blood on her hands was sexy as hell.”

“Maybe less on the wine and dine and more on the beer and blow jobs.” He leaned forward. “Hey, do you like bowling? I mentioned it to Bliss last night, and she thought it was gross.” I shrugged. “Beer, bowling, and blow jobs are three of my favorite things.” He slammed his hand down on the tabletop. “See! That’s what I was saying. She didn’t see the appeal.”

“Did you get those security cameras fixed?” I asked. War shoved his hands in his pockets. “Yeah. And the fences. Had a couple guys on it since you were out.” He grinned over at me. “Bliss allowed to come visit me now, Dad?” “It’s Daddy to you.”