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“This never gets old,” he murmured after another stretch of silence.
I made a sound of agreement and closed my eyes.
This was nice. It was peace and solitude minus the loneliness. He was warmth and small moments of peace. I couldn’t risk losing this any more than I could stop myself from comparing him to the man who fell short of how incredible he was in every single way.
“Not tired, huh?” I heard sometime later, feeling cool breath on my cheek seconds before I fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Four
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I pulled my fresh T over my head, and then popped my toothbrush out of my mouth so I could spit.
In the mirror, I had a perfect view of Nyx still slumbering in bed. I knew she was tired. She’d eventually learn I could see past all her bullshit.
One flower-inked arm was slung over her eyes, long silky hair fanned out beneath her head like a dark halo. She was fucking mesmerizing.
Every inch of her was captivating.
I’d never been this close to a woman that looked like her—in all fairness, that was because no one was on her level. I had only fucked her twice. That was testament to how much I liked this girl.
On top of her being the most divine thing I’d come across in this wasteland, her personality was dope—even when she was being a cold-hearted bitch.
She had a few odd habits of her own that I was positive she wasn’t aware of. Some that would freak an average man the fuck out. I found them interesting, to say the least.
Nyx was the first woman I’d been cool with on this level. I was tight with Trix, of course, but she was into the same kind of chicks I was.
I had no issues with Adelaide, but she was in love with my brother, and he was madly obsessed with her.
Last night, I’d gone from gutting a bitch to making it my mission that Nyx would smile—all in the span of five minutes. That summed me up pretty well as a person. I wasn’t soft, and I didn’t do sweet—not unless it was about her.
Hearing a light knock on the door, I hurriedly rinsed my mouth and toothbrush, placing the travel cap back on it before I went to see what he wanted—he being Zane. The sky had changed from black to blue thirty minutes ago, but he would have gotten up hours before then.
Swinging the door open, I stepped out and pulled it shut behind me, making sure I didn’t wake Nyx.
“Never thought I’d see the day you fully handed your balls over,” Zane said amusedly.
I glanced over to where he was leaning against the brick
exterior of the motel. “Is that why you have those teeth marks on the side of your neck? Addy take your balls, Z?”
He grinned and brought his hand up to touch the dark spot, suddenly looking prideful as fuck. “She got a little pissed off last night, but my balls are still firmly intact and her ass looks twice as bad.”
I shook my head at him and chuckled. With Zane, there could be a million different reasons Addy went Cujo on him. Those two were a match and gasoline that had yet to fully combine; when they did, shit was bound to explode.
“Outside of you mauling your girl’s ass, did you get anything from the bartender?”
He pulled a joint from behind his ear and a lighter from his jean pocket, sparking it up before replying.
“Yup.” He took a hit, held it, exhaled and then passed it to me. “We head to Dartmoor as soon as everyone is up. After that, we can loop back to V3, regroup and restock on diesel and food. Maybe by then we’ll have some fuckin clue as to what we need to do next.”
I took a pull from the joint and nodded. “You gonna tell me what’s in Dartmoor?”
“I was getting to that. We’re going to find a guy named Buddy. He’s a panhandler who supposedly pawned off a man with shoulder length hair and a redhead with an accent.”
“Darrian and Ace.”
We’d wondered what the fuck had happened to him when he was snatched during our infamous showdown a few weeks ago.
