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She grinned and quickly scanned his torso. “This one.”
Eyeing one of his first tattoos, he nodded. “I got that when I was living in my last foster home. The people were decent, but I didn’t like rules. Still don’t, honestly.” He reviewed the faded tattoo in black handwriting. “I was deep in MMA fighting. I had a coach and trainer and plenty of fights lined up.”
“Of course I’d be attracted to a man who pommels people for a living.”
“Used to, baby girl.” He kissed her forehead. “Now, it’s just a good workout.”
“Born in ash. Die in rubble.” Her finger traced the saying he thought so wise as a seventeen-year-old. “Your MC name was your fighter name.”
“Yep. When Reaper found me, I was in some trouble and he offered to help.”
“What kind of trouble?”
He stared at the wall, memories flooding him. “Illegal fights meant illegal money, and as it happened, my coach and trainer weren’t the best dudes to hang out with. My name was linked to some shady shit, and they were going to let me take the fall. Thankfully, the Feds took mercy on me as did Reaper. Can’t say I regret anything.” Tucking back her hair, he kissed the top of her head. “Any different choice would’ve meant a different outcome. And I like where I’m at. Right here, right now.”
Jupiter kissed the tattoo. “So do I.”
“All right, none of that,” he said when she started kissing lower. “You gotta tell me something. It’s only fair.”
She pouted, the look too adorable on her face.
“Yo, sex addict, church is starting,” Kevlar said, pounding on the door.
“Fuck off, Kev.”
“Payback’s a bitch, brother. At least I’m not out here cranking one out to the two of you. Hawk on the other hand….”
Rubble frowned but couldn’t be mad. He climbed off the bed and yanked the door open. Only Kevlar stood in the hallway, the aforementioned brethren nowhere to be seen.
Kevlar’s easy smile dropped. “Oh, good, you’re up.” He glanced down and whistled low. “Whoa, very up. Might wanna fix that before you come to church. Boulder may get jealous ’cuz his dick is the size of a tic—”
Slamming the door, Rubble held back a chuckle. His best friend of many years couldn’t even be shaken after seeing him buck naked. It was why they got along so well. They were both deviants.
“You’re going, then?”
He quickly dressed and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Yeah, I’d better, since I’m the one in charge of this thing. Get some rest before your shift at the booth starts.” He walked to the door. “I’ll be by later to check in. And to sneak you away to fuck the cold right out of you,” he confirmed when a knowing smile crossed her lips.
Desire flushed her face, and he resisted the temptation that lay between those long-ass legs he loved having wrapped around his waist. He had club business. His dick could wait.
CHAPTER21
JUPITER
Lyle: My men are closing in, pet. Enjoy your freedom while you can.
Glidingthe brush through her short hair, Jupiter stared at her reflection in the large mirror. The bruises from Lyle’s goons were gone. Only the memory of them remained. Adjusting the towel around her chest, her eyes roamed over the small scars. Most were burns from Lyle putting his cigars out on her flesh. She closed her eyes, the smell of burning skin drifting into her memory.
The text from Lyle early that morning came to her mind. She’d snuck a glance at the phone while Rubble was asleep. It couldn’t be helped. She had to know how close he was getting and when she should leave. Macha had too many good people in it to get tangled up in her web of horrors.Even if Rubble keeps insisting.
She set the brush aside and swept the locks into a messy bun on top of her head. It wasn’t as cute as when her hair was longer, but it’d work for a full day of manning the booth during the games.
“Hey, Jupiter, how was your night?”
Looking over her shoulder, Jupiter caught sight of Nikita walking into the community bathroom. “Hey. It was… fun.”
Nikita smirked, turning on the shower. “Just fun?”
“Um, yeah, what else would it be?”
