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"Maybe not all the details," Ice conceded. "The important ones."
"Are those the ones they think I should know?" I clicked my seatbelt into place and sat back as he drove the Corvette out of the garage.
"Probably," he agreed. "But you know them. They're not the chatty type like me."
"It's probably best I don't know everything anyway," I said. "I'm still not sure what I think about all of this. Part of me is sure I should wait until you stop at a red light and jump out and run." How far would I get if I did? I suspected it wouldn't be far.
He glanced over and flashed me a smile. "If you're thinking of doing that, then I better not stop at any red lights. I hope there aren't any big trucks going through at the same time we are." He made a sound like squealing tires followed by a loud impact.
A beat later, he added, "I'm curious what it's like to be dead, but I don't want to find out today."
"Me either," I agreed. "Mostly I don't want to get out at a red light, so please stop when you get to one." That led me to ask, "Have you always been involved in, you know, illegal stuff? Were your parents involved in it too?"
"No idea about my father," he said lightly. "I was raised by my mother. He took off when I was a baby. I never knew him, or much about him. Just who he was. For all I know, you and I could be half brother and sister."
He glanced over and grinned.
I grimaced back at him. "Ewww, I hope not." Fucking my stepbrother was one thing. Doing it with an actual blood relative was something else entirely.
He chuckled at my reaction. "It wouldn't change anything between us for me. I'd still want to bury my cock as deep into your pussy as I can. But just to be sure, we can do a DNA test."
I didn't doubt him for a moment. If we discovered we were blood siblings, he'd still want to be with me. I should be grossed out, but for some reason I was slightly turned on.
Maybe we were related, because apparently I was fucked up in the head too.
"A DNA test might be a good idea," I said finally. "Apparently my father was a serial cheater, and if my mother was connected to this place all along, then who knows what might have happened."
"I can take some samples at my workshop and send them off, but I'm sure they'll come back saying we're not related at all."
I wasn't sure if he was disappointed at the idea or pleased. Maybe a little of both. I didn't think it was because he actually wanted to screw his biological sister, but because he liked to push the envelope, and get away with things he shouldn't. Forbidden fruit and all that.
"While I'm there, I'll check Mannix and Ares too. How wild would it be if you were half sister to all three of us?" He chuckled to himself.
"I'm starting to see what Mannix means when he says you're fucked in the head," I said lightly. "Who thinks things like that?" Maybe I shouldn'tsaythings like that, in case he was offended. He was driving after all.
He gave no sign of offence. Rather, he grinned. When he did that, he was too fucking cute for his own good, or mine. Or Mannix's, for that matter. The memory of him with his mouth around Mannix's cock, then my mouth around Ice's, made me hot all over.
For a little while there, I thought Ares was going to join in, but then he was getting himself off and Mannix was thrusting hard into me. It wasn't that long ago I was a virgin and now I'd been with two guys at once, while another watched.
I would never have dreamt it was possible, but I was one hundred percent here for every second of it.
"Just the Iceman," he said unapologetically. "I have a vivid imagination and a twisted sense of humour. I don't regret either of them."
"I'm sure you don't," I said. "There's nothing wrong with that. I have a pretty twisted sense of humour myself. As for my imagination, you don't want to know."
"I absolutely want to know, but we're here, so it may have to wait for a little while."
He pulled up the Corvette in front of a nondescript building. It looked like a derelict warehouse, but none of the windows were broken.
I climbed out of the low-slung car and looked more closely.
No, they weren't just broken, they were boarded up from the inside. Like whatever went on wasn't meant to be seen by the casual passerby.
The state-of-the-art keypad beside the door was at odds with the rest of the building. It looked relatively new. Dirty, like someone smeared soil or grease over it to make it look older, but free of rust, dents or worn out numbers.
Ice tapped in the combination and turned the knob to open the door.
"Let me say before we go in there that you can leave at any time. The combination is seven-five-nine-two. That will get you in or out. Obviously, don't share that with anyone."
