"How are you really? It's a lot to take in, especially with Keelan being..."--Colton struggled to find the right word--"unavailable."
I glanced at the long doors on the side wall. It was dusk. But my primo’s shelving unit was still shut. On purpose. Punishment for making him try to roll Ayatas. I deserved it. I was scum.In for a penny, in for a pounding.
To Bruiser and Eli, I said, Cuff him and throw him in the back of the SUV.My Life Was a Soap Opera with Fangs and FurAyatas didn’t resist, and when he was deposited on the parking area of the drive at vamp central, with his cell, his badge, and his weapon, he managed to still look like a fashion plate. He was wearing a suit, black, but with shimmering midnight blue tints when the light hit the fabric just right. His shirt matched the blue tints and his tie was a glistening black that perfectly matched his long black hair. Leo would get one whiff of him and want the man in his bed.
As Eli removed the agent’s cuffs, Bruiser leaned to me and murmured, You are wearing the blade I gave you, love. You look beautiful and deadly.This man knew just what to say. I leaned my temple against his, watching my partner but stealing a quiet moment. With the shoes, I was right at Bruiser’s height, and his skin was heated, a peaceful warmth. His Onorio scent filled my nostrils and I blew out the breath, more calm than I had been since my brother tried to kill me. No. Not my brother. Not proven yet. FireWind. Since FireWind tried to kill me. But the thought let me know just how much I wanted it to be true. Him. His stories. A past I might learn of, and might remember someday. Questions he might answer about who and what I was.
You look amazing too, I said. Can we just skip all this and go to your place?
Bruiser chuckled and encircled my waist, pulling me closer. He had to feel the other weapons against his body, but he said nothing about them. We had come a long way since the time he kissed me on a limo floor and found a weapon strapped to my thigh. Be safe, my love, he said. Be wise.He looked at me like I had lost my mind. What?
I looked back at Maggie sleeping curled up alone in the bed. If I leave, so do you. She locks her door at night. How’d you get in? I asked him.I know how to get into my old room when it’s locked. Besides, once I saw your truck parked down the road, I knew where you were and how you got in here.
I trusted Brady, but I didn’t like that. I leave, you leave, I repeated.Brady shook his head and opened the bedroom door. I swear to God, West. You’re insane if you think I’d make a move on my cousin.