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“Okay, I won’t tell you how she dances naked under the full moon with me,” she snickers, and Pirate bellows out a laugh like I’ve only rarely heard him do.
“Oh man, brother, you are in for it with this one. I fuckin’ approve,” Pirate cackles.
I narrow my gaze on him, but small hands that belong to my woman come up to cup either side of my face drawing my attention to her.
“Don’t worry, honey, I’ll be nice and save the sunbathing for when you’re around. Maybe then you’ll join me instead.”
More like I’ll lie there with her straddling my cock while riding me.
Fuck me. At this rate, I’m going to be stuck with a case of blue balls from Hell.
“Go on and do what you’re gonna do, baby, while I talk to Pirate. After, we’ll finish this little conversation,” I say, swatting at her nicely shaped ass, knowing she most likely doesn’t have panties on.
Nodding, Shyann leaves the kitchen, heading out the back door.
“Spill it fast, brother,” I growl, wanting to get this over with. My dick is screaming against the zipper of my jeans, demanding release.
“You know how you asked me to look into that message you saw?”
“Yeah, what did you find?”
“There’re untraceable, but they’re not the only ones she’s gotten. She’s been getting threats for a long while now. Just recently, they’ve gotten harsher.”
Meaning someone is out to hurt my woman, and she’s brushing it off like it’s not a big deal.
I start for the back door to demand answers from Shyann when both Pirate’s and my phones go off. I shove a hand in my pocket and look at Pirate, brows furrowed, then back to the phone to read the message.
Viking: Church thirty minutes.
Well shit.
There goes my fucking plans for the day.
CHAPTERELEVEN
SHYANN
“That’s if for today’s time, everyone. Just remember what I’ve said and think about it. Don’t let others do the thinking for you. We’re all free and have that freedom to think for ourselves.”
I end my podcast show for the day and sit back in my seat at my desk and sigh. My body is exhausted, and all I want to do is take a nap. Yesterday War did things to me I never thought were possible. I don’t even think they’re in the karma sutra book.
This morning, I woke up alone in bed, but more, I was tucked in warmly under the covers. After I found him in the kitchen with his brother, I left them to it, but not before he and I bickered about what I was wearing. Yeah, it might have been revealing slightly. Doesn’t mean I’ll change the way I do anything for anyone.
Shortly after leaving War and Pirate to talk, War came out back and let me know he’d see me later. I didn’t ask him what was going on, and he didn’t offer answers.
Sighing, I pull up my email on my laptop and start going through them. Since creating a website to go along with the podcast and social media pages, my listeners have doubled. This is great except for the hate mail that I’ve been getting.
Lately, they’ve been getting worse. I contemplate telling War about them, he saw the one, and that wasn’t even the worst of them.
I scroll through the email and stop on the most recent one and click it and start reading.
Opinionated whores need to keep their mouths shut. Those who don’t deserve to have them shut for them. You don’t stop with your shit whore, you’ll get what’s coming. You spread for the filth you are with your mouth, and you do it with your legs open like a cunt. No decent woman would do what you are. Shut your mouth and stop putting those thoughts out there. But still, it won’t stop the punishment you shall receive.
I blink and reread the email several times, my chest tightening in fear.
With a shaky hand, I reach for my cell phone and find the number I’m looking for.
She answers on the second ring. “Your show today rocked,” she says first thing. “I completely agree with what you said, and holy shit, I didn’t even think of it that way. I mean, yeah, I can totally see it now.”
