Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Dev stepped completely into him. His chest met Cash’s chest. “Why’re you whispering?” Dev asked in a seductive, husky whisper of his own.
“Where are your children?” Cash replied without missing a beat.
“With their aunt for the night,” Dev answered.
Cash took a small step back. Then a larger one. Dev followed, staying in his personal space until the back door slammed shut behind him. The biker’s face lifted an inch or two to place a long, heart-filled, semi-chaste kiss on Cash’s lips. “Maybe these kisses work like Mae’s fairy magic dust. My joy ended when you left this mornin’. Now it’s returnin’. Maybe that kiss will ignite somethin’ new.”
Cash let those words bounce around in his head. They were sweet and easily spoken. Dev had a way with words, mainly due to the way he spoke his mind all the time. Cash concentrated on the child reference, pretending not to know. “Mae is…? Hopefully not a magic fairy you spend time with regularly.”
That broke the sizzling connection of their moment, something his heart needed to have happen. His focus had to remain on navigating all the potential landmines forming around them.
Dev’s laughter had his body easing off Cash’s. A breath he hadn’t known he held released as Dev went down the hallway toward the stairs.
“Mae’s my five-year-old daughter. I have two girls. You saw them both. Abigail is eleven now, I think. Yeah, eleven. She acts like she’s thirty-five.” He rounded the newel post and looked back at Cash who followed. “You had to have heard the exchange with my bitch ex-wife. She took off today with no warnin’. She’s a cunt. Brought a fuckin’ few weeks’ old puppy with her.” Dev trudged up the stairs, his footsteps heavier with each word spoken. “How about that dinner? Got anything leftover?”
“I have half a wrap left over. No protein…”
“Like lettuce,” Dev asked and stopped in the middle of the staircase, looking down at him. “Did you just offer me lettuce?”
“And Beyond Chicken, I believe.” Cash couldn’t hold in the amusement at Dev’s horrified expression.
“My happy place today came with the idea you were next door to fuck as we saw fit, and maybe I could bum some food off you occasionally. You’re ruinin’ my happy place.” Dev spun around with aggravation in his tone and movements. “Goddamn fuckin’ no meat eatin’...”
Dev stopped again a few more steps up. This time giving him an accusatory look.
“You ate my meat. Swallowed some animal protein if I remember correctly.”
Cash barked out a laugh. He knew the others listening had too. Dev’s words were too unexpected not to be funny.
“So, you’re saying I should go get the wrap for you?”
“Fuck no,” Dev said at his front door. “I’ll fare better with my two-day old pizza.”
“The one on your stove?”
“Yeah.” He must have given his own horrified look because Dev pushed open his front door with a laugh. “We could order new.”
“If you’re inviting me in, I could pick this place up while you order whatever you want and go take a shower,” Cash said, closing the front door behind him.
“You like to clean?” Dev asked, once again abruptly stopping a few feet away as if that were the most exciting news he’d ever heard.
“I guess.”
“Well, hell. We’re a match made in heaven.” Dev pivoted around, coming back to Cash. He took a whiff of his shirt sleeve as he came. “I showered this mornin’.”
“You smell the way hospitals do…” Cash said and extended a hand to Dev’s chest, keeping him at a distance. He needed to at least pretend to look for previously planted surveillance equipment inside the apartment.
“Bossy,” Dev growled, his blue eyes sparkling as he took Cash’s palm and brought it to his lips. “I’ll shower if you come with me. I want you to use force when you fuck me. Big guy like you could spank my ass. Put me in my place.” The words were crass and vivid. Cash’s look caused Dev to bark out a laugh. “You have that line between your brows. You look fierce right now to be such a pretty boy. When it draws together and makes that crease…” Dev tucked a lip between his teeth. Something unsaid passed over his expression. “I was watchin’ that happen as you came.”
“What do you mean watching?”
Dev stepped into him, grinding his hips forward. “You fed me a handful of pills. Makes me see things in Technicolor.”
“I what?” Cash asked, not letting Dev turn the tables on him.
Dev responded with a loud boom of laughter, wrapping an arm around Cash’s waist, drawing him flush against his body. Everything Dev did turned Cash on.
Chapter 18
Dev wrenched the tight-fitting athletic shirt over Cash’s head. Before Cash could get his arms out of the shirt, Dev clamped his mouth tightly over Cash’s, drawing him toward the main bedroom’s bathroom. It was bigger, better suited for the shower Cash had mentioned. They’d both fit inside the shower’s stall.