As I glanced over my shoulder, a black town car parked about a block away, and watched us. Stolen car parts were one thing, but hanging around my territory could get you shot. I walked past my bike, and pulled out a cigarette, as I moved towards shipping containers. I could stand behind them, and...
Rev was a sick fuck who took pleasure in shit like that. I wouldn’t be surprised if he kept teeth or fingers as mementos. Once Blaze finally came to, and only once he was totally coherent, I called Trista. Fifteen minutes later, the front door flew open, and she stormed in...
I was hot and ready again, even after all we’d done, but I knew we needed a break. We’d been at it all night, both barely slept a wink, and I wanted to hop in the shower so I could be ready when Evelyn woke up. “I found a new place for her yesterday,” he explained after ...
“He left already?” I asked groggily. “I guess. When I got up to go for a run, he wasn’t here, and that was a couple hours ago. I’m sure he was embarrassed.” He turned to look at me. “Are you okay? I don’t want him and all of that last night to shake you. We have a job to d...
I spent the entire morning with Paige. We played a hilarious game of Would You Rather while pickin’ up groceries at the farmer’s market by the bay, followed by a nice walk in the park. She somehow even convinced me to take off my shit kickers, and walk around the grass barefoot. I gotta admit, I ...
It was nearly empty, save for some two-week-old leftover lo mein, and six ketchup packets from McDonalds. “This blows,” I murmured, closing the door. I ambled into the living room, and plopped down on my futon, which doubled as my bed, and dug into my purse, hoping to ma...
The manicured lawns and kids running across them was a far cry from New York City, but it was a nice reprieve. I didn’t miss the loud traffic and busy streets. I sighed with pleasure as the warm sun caressed my bare skin, peeking out around my light summer dress. I kicked ...
I took a long sip and then another. I bopped through the kitchen, my hips swaying with the music as I went along, already feeling the effects of the wine. Breccan stopped chopping, setting the knife down as his eyes fixed on my hips. “Dance with me.” &n...
across his fucking chest. Stupid son of a bitch. We had found him in enemy territory, and all he could say for himself was “I can explain,” yet he hadn’t said a single word since. “I’m waiting,” Axel barked. “You better fuckin’ explain because right now you’re looking pre...