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“We need to get her out of there, Mace.” He looked at the other man, and when he followed his line of sight, it was clear he was looking at the blond guy.
“I agree, but we need to be smart.”
Asher grunted and looked over at Sparrow. She was alert, taking in everything, and he was damn proud of that. Shit, he had grown attached to her in just these last couple days they had been together. It wasn’t something Asher had ever felt, and it certainly wasn’t something he was going to dismiss. He didn’t give a shit about what Mason said concerning the three of them. He had seen the way she looked at both of them.
There was desire and the need to stay with them. He didn’t doubt she probably thought they had skipped town and let her fend for herself. Hell, Mason even said he hadn’t been the one to offer her a place next to them on this journey, but they were about to change all that, and Asher would make sure she knew she did have a place with them.
“I don’t like how that blond asshole was all up on Sparrow.”
“Me neither, but right now, we need to get rid of these fucking guard dogs,” Asher said and looked over at where he saw one guy leaning against a tree smoking a joint. He had a shotgun hanging from his shoulder, but he was shit at his job, since he was too worried about puffing and less concerned about the men who were about to kill him.
“How do you want to proceed?” He looked at Mason once again.
“We need to be quick and quiet in taking out the two by the outer trees.” He looked at Asher, and even in the darkness, he could see the determination in his eyes. “I’m going to take the fucker on the left. You take the one on the right. No guns. I don’t want to alert the douchebags we’re here until we at least take out a handful.” Mason lifted up his knife and pointed it to Asher’s thigh. He took out his own knife, one that was just as long and serrated at Mace’s, and grinned. “There is a small farmhouse about a mile and a half from that fork in the trail I showed you. You remember?”
Asher nodded, remembering Mason showing him that the trail that veered off went to the far end of town.
“If you get to her first, you take her there. Just follow it straight up, and you won’t be able to miss it. I’m sure the path has been overgrown, since it’s clear these trails haven’t been used in years, but hopefully you won’t have a problem. I’ll meet you two at the house. Okay?” Mason went to stand, but Ash gripped his wrist and pulled him back down to his haunches.
“And if you get to her first, you’ll do the same.” He said it hard with a bite to his words. “No one is dying tonight, except the motherfuckers who took Sparrow.” They held stares for a long moment, and then Ash reached for Mason and pulled him forward. Their lips pressed together, and he slid his tongue along first the bottom and then his top lip.
They kissed for several seconds, tasting the interior of one another’s mouth but keeping their groans of pleasure to themselves. Ash cared about this man so much, knew Mason felt the same way, and they were going to go about this safely. Mason grabbed Ash’s bicep and squeezed the muscle tightly.
Mason murmured against his mouth, “The three of us will be fine.” He pulled away. Their breathing was fast and heavy. “We can’t let them live or they will just come back, all right?” Asher had already planned on killing every fucking one of them. He nodded, and Mason grinned. “I’ll start taking them out while you go to Sparrow. Kill anyone who stands in your way.” They kissed once more, and then Mason was moving silently toward the guy still puffing away at his joint. Asher stood and moved around the trees to make sure he wasn’t seen by his target. Mason was a military man, trained for these kinds of things. Ash may not have been trained by the government, but he knew how to kill a man with just a quick hit to the face. He squeezed the handle of his knife once more, and when he was close enough to smell the weed the guy was smoking, he took a second to assess his surroundings.
The sound of a soft gurgled grunt told him Mason took down his target, but the noise didn’t go unnoticed by the guard a few feet in front of him. Before he could call out to see if his buddy was okay, Asher struck. He moved swiftly behind him just as the guy realized he wasn’t alone. Throwing an arm around his throat, he slapped a hand over his mouth and brought the blade to his neck. In one quick move, he sliced the guy’s neck from ear to ear, feeling absolutely no remorse for taking his life. It was either kill or be killed.
