Pretty Dirty (Dirty Bad Things Book 2)(59)

They came up out of their rolling dives with guns blazing. There was Blake, two pistols in his hands, his eyes on fire, and his face grim as he wordlessly fired into the room. Dustin was to his side, a shotgun at his hip as he blasted two of the henchman away with a roar.

Tim screamed — louder than his girlfriend actually, and went running for the door. Blake snarled, grabbing a toppled lamp off the side table and hurling it at my ex-fiancé. Tim screamed again as the glass lamp caught him sure in the back of the head toppling him over.

Miguel swore in Spanish, and as he whirled towards my men, he fired his gun.

And I screamed.

I screamed like my soul was shattering as he caught Dustin right in the chest, sending him toppling backwards, the gun dropping from his hand. Blake roared, diving to the ground to miss the next shots. His eyes blazed as he returned fire, catching Miguel in the knee and sending him sprawling with a loud roar. Blake lurched to his feet, whirling to drop the last two henchman, and then the room went still.

The only sounds were my muffled screams and the girlfriends actual screams, and Tim and Miguel groaning from the floor.

“You!” Blake roared, silencing the screaming girlfriend. “Do not fucking move, understand?”

She nodded, cowering behind the sofa.

He jumped up and ran to me, and I broke. The tears came hot as he sliced the ropes binding my arms off, yanking the gag out of my mouth as I went crashing into his arms.

“Dustin—” I sobbed.

Blake laughed, and I suddenly jerked away from him, my face horrified.

He rolled his eyes. “He’s just milking it, like the baby he is.”

I stared at Blake, suddenly wondering if he was insane. But then, a low groan came from the floor behind him, and my heart jumped in my chest as I whirled towards it.

“Oh, quit being a baby, Jesus man.” Blake grinned as Dustin slowly opened his eyes. “Quit milking the sympathy points, asshole.”

Dustin coughed as he slowly came up to his knees.

The cry wrenched from my throat as I dropped to the floor and threw my arms around him, pulling him close. I felt Blake drop down behind me, this arms circling me as I let the heat and familiar warmth of both of them radiate through me.

“Fuck, that stung,” Dustin groaned as he pulled away. He ripped his shirt open, and my eyes dropped to the Kevlar vest under it. He caught the look on my face and grinned.

“I’d take a bullet for you, darlin,” he said with a smile. “But I’d like to live to take another one, if I have to.”

“You’re insane,” I whispered as I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him with everything I had. I melted against him, my tongue finding his before I slowly pulled back. I turned to Blake, grinning and feeling my face go warm as he pulled me into him and pressed his lips to mine.

Sirens rang outside, and Dustin chuckled.

“And there’s the cavalry, right on time.”

Blake smirked. “How much trouble do you think we’re in?”

His partner shrugged. “The FBI assholes will bitch, but we’re within jurisdiction. Plus, we didn’t kill that piece of shit.” He shot a look at the moaning Miguel. “Or that one.” He glanced at my ex-fiancé slumped on the ground.

There was a bang downstairs, followed by the thunder of booted feet going up the stairs. And after that, it was a bit of a whirlwind.

The SWAT team came barging in, screaming and pointing guns until Dustin and Blake flashed badges. The FBI came, and they did bitch about “protocol,” but the two guys ignored them as they helped me to my feet.

“Let’s get out of here,” Blake whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my back.

I nodded. “Please.”



“Look, we need to tell you something.”

We were outside, and they were opening the door to their squad car for me.

“I need to tell you something too,” I paused at the door, turning to them. “About earlier, I— I freaked out, and I shouldn’t have. I know you were just doing your job, and honestly, you guys watching me isn’t the worst thing in the world.”

They grinned.

“If we’re being honest, watching you wasn’t actually work.” Dustin grinned at me.

I blushed. “Did you ever…I mean, when you were watching, did you ever see me…” I trailed off, but I could see the hungry fire in both of their eyes, and the heat spiked my cheeks.

I groaned, dropping my face into my hands and laughing. “Oh my God that’s embarrassing.

“Look, nothing against your vibrator,” Blake said with a chuckle. “But I think we can give you something better to play with.”

I bit my lip, eyes wide as I looked back up at them, feeling my body tingling.

“Two somethings, actually,” Dustin added.

They pulled me into them again, kissing me one at a time and letting their arms circle around me.

“Listen, we don’t know what this is, Samantha,” Dustin said gruffly, pulling me close, his hand dropping to my hip. “We know you’re like no other woman we’ve ever met, and we know there’s something about you that makes it impossible for us to not be around you.”

I swallowed, feeling myself nod. “It’s crazy, but I feel the same way.”

“Whatever this is…” Blake shook his head. “We don’t have to know what it is yet, you just have to know that we’re here, and all we want is you. All we need is—”