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Xavi handed me the cap. “Something at the station. Hanes said he showed up there for a meeting with the sergeant, or whoever the fuck he answers to, but he’s snooping around a bit.”
Of course that prick would find a reason to be at the station. The evidence was all still there, even though a score that big should have been moved a long time ago. The officers above Hanes were keeping an eye on it to see if anyone would make a move on the contraband, but if it didn’t happen soon, they were going to move it to a more secure location. We needed Jim and Davis to do something stupid before then. That was how we'd catch them, and Hanes monitored it all.
I screwed the cap on the tank and handed the can back to Xavi. “Hanes has eyes on Davis?”
“Yeah, and Harris still has Jim on the feed, so we’re covered.” Xavi put the can in the truck bed. “That the tree?” He pointed at the Willow.
I scoffed. “No. According to Devon, that tree is too wholesome. It’s that one.” I pointed at the shitty Oak. “It says we’re dumb fucks who live a shit life but have strong survival skills. Or some shit like that.” We had a thing with trees.
Xavi laughed. “Seems about right. Can’t wait. I’m invited, right?”
“Hell no.” I turned away from the tree. “Where’s Devon? Someone better be watching him to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.”
“Nate is babysitting him. Meet you at the shop?”
I nodded, swinging my leg over the bike’s saddle. Fuck, I loved this little piece of shit. Felt good to ride again, even if it was just on the gravel roads.
As I followed Xavi to the shop, I thought about everything that was yet to come. I trusted Devon, but he was so full of guilt over all that had happened, I was a little afraid he’d try to be the hero and end up fucking up the plan like he fucked everything else up. Devon was the loose cannon in our plan, but I enjoyed tying him down, so it wasn’t too much of a burden.
I didn’t blame him for any of it, but in his head, he had my gunshot wound, my prison time, our initial relationship problems, and our current homelessness to feel guilty for. On top of that, the constant state of fear we all lived in, the threat at our backs, my criminal record, although it was being expunged, and our money struggles sat heavily on his shoulders. Guys under that much guilt rarely made the best decisions, and Devon certainly wasn’t an exception to that rule. He was my dumbass, that was for sure. The neglect had been his fault, but none of the rest of it. It was mostly his stupidity’s fault, but that shit was genetic. Nate was dumb as fuck, too.
Life felt paused on a bated breath. We had things set up, a plan in place, had teamed up and made a deal with a shady loan shark, and finally had a good cop on our side. Things were ready, but the unease of not knowing if it’d all work out made us all a bit crazy. I guess we’d see.
And then we’d have to figure out what to actually do with Jim. Were we murderers?
I knew one thing for sure: I wouldn’t let Devon kill his own dad. No matter how much he hated the guy, that’d mess him up for life.
Oh,Devonwasinfineform. He was out of control, but not at all in the ways I’d been expecting. I thought he’d be chomping at the bit to do something about Davis, but instead, he chomped at a different bit.
“Maddox, shut up and get in the bathroom,” he snapped at me for the third time. “We have no home, no privacy, and no time. We’re taking advantage of this.”
By this, he meant our brothers and my dad being distracted out on the deck, and we finally had a bit of time alone. I let him shove me into the bathroom, but it wasn’t a nice place. “Clearly, we have no standards either.” The shop bathroom was dingy, small, and messy. “Seriously? You wanna fuck in here?”
“Since when did you get classy?” He shoved me again. “Pants off. Now.”
“Alright. Damn.” I undid my pants—maybe they were his pants. “You randomly carry lube around with you, too?”
“No, but Nate and Xavi have some, and I really don’t want to think about what they do with it.” He undid his jeans—maybe they were my jeans.
“Who do you think this chick—”
“Maddox,” Devon seethed at me. “My dick is hard, our engagement night got fucked, and I just wanna fuck you. Stop talking.” He shook his head, stepping out of his pants. “Jesus. Half the time I can’t get you to say shit, but when I want you quiet, you run your damn mouth.”
I rolled my eyes, and then I rolled them harder when he set out a towel that was the worst shade of brown.
Sitting my ass on it, the vanity groaned under my weight, but Devon ignored it. He leaned in and crushed his mouth to mine, stealing my voice, my breath, and my heart with one kiss. He was a damn thief, but he was the best kind of thief.Take it all from me, babe, it’s yours.
I took the lube from him, shoving my fingers inside myself to help this impatient bastard out. With my other hand, I lubed up his dick and tried not to fall off the vanity.
“Guys!” Nate shouted through the door and Devon straight-up growled. “Davis stole the evidence lock-up key! Hanes just called.”
I fingered my ass quickly, knowing Devon wasn’t leaving this bathroom until he got what he was after.
“Fuck off, Nate!”
I laughed at the same time Nate did, and Devon took that as a challenge. He pushed on my chest, spread my legs open, and hooked his arms under my knees.
“Need a warm-up?” he asked impatiently.
