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I want to hear more of that laugh. I could wake up to that every day. That laugh would be the light of my life.
He watched her take a sip of the drink, motioning for him to do the same. He suddenly got the image of her mouth wrapping around his cock. He wanted to feel her lips sucking him off, forcing a moan out of him.
He quickly sipped the drink before he said something stupid. To his surprise, it was good.
Focus. Stop thinking about fucking her. That isn't why you're here.
She seated herself on the couch. He watched the way she lounged, and it was like she was purposely trying to egg him on. Even in her casual outfit, she looked stunning.
If you think about fucking her one more time …
The thought of her spreading her legs for him came hard. He could see her leaning back on the couch, sliding her hand down her pants, and staring at him. He could almost smell her.
Enough!
He noted a map as she moved around paperwork on the coffee tables. He stepped behind her, stopping a foot away. He bent down, taking the map in. Right next to it was a brochure from the Barcelona History Museum.
A shiver ran down his spine. He knew exactly what she was looking at, and his past hit him like a train. He didn't like it. He didn't want his mate anywhere near that place.
Their plan had gone wrong the last time he and Mick were there, and he knew they had probably only added to security since then. Why would she want to go there?
"What exactly do you plan on stealing next?"
SIX
MICKEY
“That …” Mickey waved a finger under his nose, “is none of your business.” She swallowed the rest of her smoothie, put the empty glass in the sink, and walked away.
His eyes followed her. She was his prey. Her heart skipped a beat, and her lungs constricted in her chest as her excitement mounted with the thought. She wouldn’t mind too much for his beast side to come out again.
Mickey plopped on her couch only a few inches away from where Strap’s ass had been. She closed her eyes before a shudder could roll over her. When her pulse slowed and she had banished the image from her mind, she looked at Strap again.
The blue of his eyes glinted at Mickey from across the room. Lines broke across his forehead, ruining the soft look of his seamless features. His skin was pale and smooth, except for the lines in his forehead from the raise of his brow as Strap studied her.
The question wriggled in her chest. She didn’t want to care what Strap was thinking. She had just met him. Mickey cursed the thought of being mated to someone and tried to brush it off as a childish need for an unmet father, but the question burst out from her mouth before she could push it away.
“What?” The word came out calmer than she anticipated. For that, she gave herself a checkmark for good behavior.
“I don’t think you should steal anything.”
Mickey snorted and leaned back against the couch. She splayed her arms, letting her wrists fall over the back of the cushions.
“I don’t know you. You dropped into my apartment. Breaking and entering, might I remind you, and you’re telling me that stealing is wrong?” Mickey raised an eyebrow to prove a point.
Strap rubbed the back of his neck. The motion made his muscles bulge and ripple. Mickey cursed the damn movement and the way her body reacted. She ground her teeth into each other.
“I’ve been in jail for stealing. I’ve done it. I’ve been where you are. The money? It seems amazing at first, almost easy … too easy if you’re as good as I was … but that’s how I was caught. I got cocky.”
A shadow flickered across Strap’s face. He walked slowly toward her.
“When you steal something, part of your soul becomes marred. People rarely steal what they need, unless it’s food … which is different from what Mick does … err … did.” Strap’s voice wavered when he changed the phrase.
Michel’s death affected Strap more than he let on. But Mickey was very observant.
“Stealing things you can’t use and have a hard time selling is a worthless waste of your time.” His voice had gotten deeper, almost a purr.
Mickey wondered if he was using the tone to seduce her. She inhaled. The fresh scent of Strap enticed her to spread her legs and let him grind his mouth into her clit.
