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“Can I return the favor, temptress?”
“Absolutely.” She chuckles, and my eyes home in on the way her tits bounce with her exuberance. Damn, I’m obsessed with this woman. I want to touch her everywhere as often as I can, no matter how.
My lips pressed to hers.
My hand held in hers.
Her body meshed with mine.
Writhing together in bed, on the couch, on top of a counter, under the showerhead, inside of a bathtub. Doesn’t matter where or how, every time we come together, it’s electrifying and all-consuming.
“Love you, temptress.” This is the first time he’s shared these words which has my heart fluttering.
Swallowing past the emotion lump that’s gathered in my throat, I return his feelings by saying, “Love you too, handsome.”
* * *
Watching and waiting since we played our first card by rescuing Shayne and Mera has me growing more antsy with each day that passes by. The Fitzgeralds and Crumleys are dancing around each other. Threats are being made, but there’s been no follow through on them outside of small skirmishes.
“We need to make shit happen, Jules,” Luca snaps. “They’re lollygagging, parading around each other like boxers in a ring and yet no one’s putting their fists up by acting on their forewarnings. They’re taunting each other and it’s incredibly exhausting. This needs to move along so that we can get ahead of this crap, make our power play, and neutralize the petty bullshit.”
“It’ll happen, Luca,” I say, attempting to pacify him. “We can’t make a move until one of them makes one first. It needs to be a big one. we don’t want to become a target of theirs. We need them enraged to the point that they’ll be at each other’s throats. We want them focused on the other side of their family and not ours. We need to stay out of the limelight so that when we do come at them, it’ll be a shock and unexpected. We don’t want them prepared for our attack. We want them caught off guard. As far as the Crumley brothers are concerned, we’re still in mourning and aren’t in a position to come at them.”
“I’d love to be a spectator in their brain when they come to realize that our boys aren’t dead and that threat hasn’t been neutralized.” Luca snickers. “That’ll be a shocker.”
“Yes, it will,” I agree, chuckling. “They’ve gone lax when it comes to our family. None of their scouts have been spotted circling our properties in months. I think their takeover of us has been postponed until they figure out where their sister’s gone. We need to give them more rope to hang themselves before we strike.”
“So the plan is to be the hangman, give them a few letters to shuffle around and let them try to solve the puzzle before we release the hatch and let them drop with the noose hung around their necks,” Luca reiterates, looking almost giddy with the prospect of being the litigator—for all intents and purposes.
“Exactly,” I confirm. “We’ve led them to the water, now we need to convince them to take a sip.”
“I agree. We need to dangle a carrot in front of their faces. The only question is, what would be a big enough display to get them to take that bite?” Luca probes.
“I think it’s time to pull the boys in and get their input,” I suggest.
Luca nods his head before saying, “I agree. The girls are painting Mera’s quarters so we should be able to slip away long enough to meet with the guys without Mera and Shayne wanting to tag along. We’ll leave Marco and Leo as their guards to keep an eye on them and be there in case they need anything.”
“Go get them and let them know they're officially on babysitting duty. I have some goods the ladies asked for that need to be delivered to them down below anyhow. We’ll hit two birds with one stone. That should keep the old ladies busy putting things away and out of our hair while we’re there,” I order.
“Be back in ten, Julius, then we can let the girls know we’re heading out and gather the supplies to take down with us.”
“I’ll make another phone call and see if I can whisper in a few ears and get things rolling quicker,” I tell him, lifting the receiver. He waves at me over his shoulder and heads out to gather Marco and Leo.
* * *
Luca and I each took a separate cart so that we only had one trip to make. We each have fifteen boxes among us to stock their stores up for a bit.
I may or may not have added a few extra items for the grandkids. I bought them a trampoline and had a netting custom made to go around it so the kids don’t bounce right on out. Someone needs to suggest this to the manufacturers so that it comes with each kit. There’ve been too damn many broken bones with the use of the contraption for it not to have been constructed already and offered to the consumer for purchase.
It’s a travesty. Accidents could’ve been avoided if people just thought about precautions. Like any other time we’ve come down, men are stationed at the entrance, just in case it’s not someone friendly coming through the sliding wall. Not that we’d ever let that happen, or that the entrance is easily found. I made sure of that.
“Kruger. How are things going?” I ask him as he helps me unload my cart while Country helps Luca empty his.
“Outside of moody women and bored kids, things are keeping on keeping on,” Kruger answers. “How’s it going on your side of things?”
“Slow paced,” I answer him, before admitting, “But I’ve whispered in a few ears today, so hopefully, that moves things along faster.”
“I’m ready to knock some skulls together and reclaim my life, Pops. I miss riding my bike, shaking things up, and causing some havoc,” Kruger whimsically responds.
