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This time I give a real frown. Fuck. Now I’m gonna have to strong arm some old biddy into payin’ her proper respect to the Jury. There goes my day. “I ain’t got time, Hangman.”
He sees through my lie. “Take these two turd piles, get your ass down to the vet place and show them how it’s done.”
I try to stare him down, open my mouth to argue, but he looks like he’s about to throw one of us through the wall and there’s a 33.33 percent chance it could be me.
I sigh as I head out to the parking lot, Zero and Crank on my heels. “You fuck-ups,” I growl, but my heart’s not in it.
“Wait’ll you see her,” Crank says. “You’ll get it then.”
“Let’s go,” I snap as I mount my Harley and roar out of the compound.
When we get to the clinic, I stomp to the door and slam it open. The bell tinkles overhead but no one comes out so I bang on the reception counter. “Where the fuck is everyone!” I yell in my best impression of Hangman on a good day.
“Coming,” a sweet voice sweeps over me from down the hall. Shivers invade my body and it’s like I’m in slow motion as I turn towards the hallway.
Then she’s standing there, stopped dead in the hall, her head tilted, a bemused smile on her lips. She’s as fuckin’ gorgeous as the last time I saw her. Dressed almost the same except she’s wearing a white lab coat and has straw in her hair.
“Trigger!” she exclaims in delight as she sashays up to me, takes my face in her hands and kisses me soundly on the lips.
Fuck me.
When she tries to draw back, I don’t let her. I wrap my hands around her waist, thread my fingers through her hair and kiss her like a drowning man. My dick is a fence post as I press it into her pelvis and stick my tongue down her throat.
She lets me ravage her for a half-minute, then untangles herself from me, touching her hair like she’s tryin’ to fix it, but she’s rattled at my response to her greeting. “You’re very bad,” she says breathlessly.
“Evanee,” I smirk at her. “You gonna fuckin’ kiss me, what do’ya think I’m gonna do?” I lean into her, inhaling, and say under my breath. “I’ve been thinkin’ of doing that since I met you at the mall. Thank you for lettin’ me.”
She takes a step backward, her eyes dancing, then they startle as she looks past me and sees Crank and Zero. “You’re back. So soon.” She recovers quickly. “This time I think we really should have a drink.”
I realize the rock and hard place I suddenly find myself in. “Evanee,” I start, but she’s disappeared down the hall. Less than a minute later, she emerges with a half-bottle of spiced whiskey and four glasses – uh not really glasses, but what appear to be urine sample holders. “I have the need to celebrate our reunion,” she murmurs as she concentrates on pouring a shot into each of the glasses. She passes them around, raises hers into the air then knocks it back like a bad-ass biker. I’m in awe, probably in love.
I grin as I clink her empty glass and follow suit.
There’s a pregnant pause as I look around at the bare walls, the faded linoleum on the floor, then back to her. I touch her hair and pull out a piece of straw. “Who you been rollin’ around in the hay with?” I’m sayin’ it with a smirk but there’s a dangerous undertone that she picks up on.
“My babies,” she replies. “Out back. We need our exercise.”
“Dogs are out back then?” Zero asks.
She nods at him, before returning her attention to me “I’m so glad to see you again.” She runs a finger down my chest to the zipper on my jeans as she peers up at me through her thick black eyelashes.
“Me too,” I reply as I shift uncomfortably. “This ain’t a social call, Evanee.”
“Of course.” She tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. “I didn’t think it was since Zero and Crank came with you”. She gives them a beaming smile that makes me wanna punch them.
“Maybe we could talk alone?” I venture, thinking I might make more headway if the prospects are gone.
“We can hang with the dogs in the backyard,” Zero says hopefully, but Evanee’s eyes get guarded.
“Perhaps another time, Zero. They get fussy when they’re hungry. Cujo, as you know, is a monster.”
Crank and Zero look at each other in confusion.
I jerk my head towards the deli across the street. “Go buy yourselves a sandwich. I’ll handle this myself.”
CHAPTERSEVEN
Evanee
