Page 28 of Whiskey Smoke


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“I’m going to take her inside,” I told Maddy. “Thanks for coming.”

“Of course.”

I walked past Blaise and gave him a nod. He looked at Aspen, then back at me, raising an eyebrow. I’d deal with that later. He had the wrong idea. I was sure Gage had helped with that.

“Do you want the urn brought to your room?” I asked as we stepped inside the house.

She nodded, but said nothing. I knew she needed comfort, but that line I was trying not to blur was taunting me, and if I crossed it, it would only confuse her. If she were any other woman, I’d sit on the sofa and hold her in my lap. Probably try to use this as my opening to fuck her. Not an option here.

“Damn, girl, you can sing,” Kye said, coming up to her other side and leaning down close to her ear.

She managed a weak smile. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me, just sing for me again. Not now, of course, but sometime soon.”

A small laugh escaped her, and Kye was again on my shit list. I should like that he’d made her laugh. She needed a reason to laugh, but he was flirting. He needed to back off. I wasn’t going to let him fuck with her head and break her heart.

“You want to hang out down here or go up to your room?” I asked her.

She lifted her gaze to mine. “I think I’d like to go to the room for a bit.”

“I’ll be down here if you need me.” I dropped my arm from her shoulders and watched as she walked away.

“Now that the funeral is done, how much longer are you gonna wait to fuck her?” Kye asked.

I glared at him. “I’m not.”

“Can I ask why? Because, damn.”

“Off-limits. She’s living in this house for I don’t know how much longer. No making things uncomfortable with fucking. She’s too innocent.”

Kye groaned and went over to plop down onto the sofa. “That’s even sexier.”

“He’s going to lose his shit on you, and I want to be here when it happens,” Trev Hughes drawled as he walked into the living room, grinning.

Kye rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

“You weren’t there at the last hit that Levi went on. They aren’t lying about his fucking temper. It’s like a switch. One minute, there is easygoing Levi, and the next, he’s this crazed monster. I like it.” Trev was nodding with approval.

“I’ve seen him underground. I just know it takes a lot to trigger him. He’s not Gage.”

“Hey, babe, you ready to go home?” Gypsi asked, walking up to Trev and wrapping her arm around his.

He looked down at her and winked. “Yeah, if you promise I get you all to myself for the rest of the day.”

She whispered something in his ear, and I looked away from them. They were fucking nymphos. I’d walked in on them fucking at the damn stables twice already. The bite marks on his chest were no joke. Bitch had a biting fetish.

They said their goodbyes and left—thank fuck. I saw enoughmaking outshit with the other two couples around here. Made me need to go find a cunt to fuck most of the time.

“She’s a freak. I’d love to watch them go at it,” Kye said, grinning.

“Trev would slice your ass up. We’re gonna need to change his name to Blade if he keeps that shit up. Gage giving him the goddamn knife that one time might have been a bad idea.”

Kye chuckled. “He sure gets off on it.”

Of course he did. He was a Hughes. They all had it in their DNA.

Fourteen

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