Devil's Game(106)

Kelsey, I thought. Talk to Kelsey, see if she has room. No matter how much you love him, you can’t live in a house where the shower is hostile and sentient.

And to think, all this time I’d been afraid of the Devil’s Jacks and their guns—it’d never occurred to me that the real danger was their disgusting, moldy bathroom.

Chemical warfare.

Hopefully Hunter would go to Dad’s house with me. At least there, I knew the bathroom would be cleanish. I’d only been gone from Coeur d’Alene a month, nowhere near enough time for this kind of damage, even if Dad deliberately sprayed the mold with magic mold-food every day.





HUNTER


Em sat on my lap, her legs on either side of my hips, facing me. She was a smart girl—it’s pretty damned hard for a man to say no to a woman when her *’s snuggling up to his cock. Would’ve been perfect if it weren’t for her clothes. I really needed to steal those, maybe set them on fire …

“So you’ll come with me?” she asked. “I won’t leave without you, but I really want to go. You can even bring Kelsey.”

I snorted.

“Kelsey hates holidays. Says they make her think of kittens vomiting, too much nice family crap.”

Em frowned and cocked her head.

“That makes me sad,” she said softly. “You guys deserved so much better.”

“It’s better now, babe.” I leaned up and kissed her, sucking her lower lip into my mouth. She wiggled against my dick, with predictable results. Would I ever get tired of holding this woman? Couldn’t imagine it happening, that’s for damned sure.

Then she pulled away and I groaned.

“You didn’t answer my question,” she said, smiling at me eagerly. “Will you come for Thanksgiving?”

“You’re not being particularly subtle,” I told her, raising a brow.

“I’m all about direct communication. What’s the verdict?”

“I need to talk to Burke about it,” I said, considering. “I know it’s about seeing your family, but there could be larger implications. But if Burke’s okay with it, I can’t imagine anything more fun than spending a holiday in the home of the man who wants me dead. Like our own f*ckin’ Hallmark movie, but with live ammo.”

Em squealed, wrapping her arms around my neck and squeezing tight. This crushed her boobs against my chest, which I approved of completely. Did Hallmark movies have sex scenes?

“You’re the best,” she whispered. “I can’t wait to show you everything. And I promise, I’ll protect you from Dad.”

I burst out laughing.

“I don’t need protection.”

She pulled away and gave me a look.

“Yeah, right,” she muttered. “You’re a big bad biker and everyone is afraid of you. Unfortunately, so are the Reapers, and there’s a whole lot of them all concentrated in one place. We’re going to play it safe the whole time, I promise. This means so much to me, Liam—when will you talk to Burke?”

“He’s supposed to call sometime this evening,” I said, running my hands down her back to cup her ass. “I’ll ask him then.”

“Sounds good,” she murmured as I pulled her up tight into my hips. Then I rolled until she lay flat under me, all soft and open and gorgeous.

“I love seeing you like this,” I said. “Love it when your hair is all over my pillow. I want a picture.”

“What do you mean?”

I reached for my phone, unlocking it and opening the camera app. Then I sat up, straddling her, and held it over her head.

“I want a picture of you like this. Smile for me.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Way to put me on the spot,” she muttered, but she smiled. Then right as I took the shot, she stuck out her tongue.

“You’re a very naughty girl,” I said, frowning at her. “Now smile for real this time or I’m giving you a spanking.”

I snapped another shot as the disposable cell on my bedside table started ringing.

“That’ll be Burke,” I said. I dropped my phone on the covers and reached for the burner. “I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t move.”

She laughed and nodded. I took the cell and stepped out of the room, answering it in the hallway.

“Hey,” I said. “What’s up?”