Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“I need to clean up first,” Cil says. He can’t go home to Ollie this way.
“We’ll go to my mom’s,” T answers.
Fia was clearly asleep, but after checking our wounds, she insists on making us food while we all shower. We have clothes here to change into, and I make it downstairs at the same time as Cil, but Dean and Tiernan are nowhere to be seen.
“Eat before you go,” Fia instructs. It’s just sandwiches and soup, but it smells incredible.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I say, Cillian and I joining her at the table. I immediately begin shoveling food into my mouth.
“No one was hurt?” she asks.
“No, Aunt Fia. We’re all good,” Cillian replies. She hates this lifestyle, but she knows there’s no changing it.
Fia nods. “So, tell me about this girl Ash likes,” she asks, and we fill her in on Ash and Zuri. She asks about school and about Ollie, all the things a mom is supposed to ask.
Would my own mom have been this way? I’ll never know.
Just as we’re finished eating, Cillian pulls his phone from his pocket. “T and Dean are staying here tonight.”
“I’ll drive them to Ashford tomorrow,” Fia assures us.
She packs some food to go, again one of those mom things I’ve never experienced outside of her and Moira, then hugs and kisses us both goodbye.
It’s an hour drive back to Ashford, and when we get there, I tell Cil, “Drop me off at Shai’s.”
He groans. “What the fuck is it with you and this guy? I don’t like him.”
“You don’t fucking know him, and you don’t like anyone new.”
He grumbles in response. “If you want to fuck, you can fuck someone else.”
“But I want to fuck him. He has a big dick. I like it.”
He shoots me a glance.
“It’s pierced.”
“No shit?”
I laugh. “No shit.”
“Well, I’m glad he’s at least a good fuck. I’m still watching him.”
I give Cillian the address, and he drives me to Shai’s trailer.
“Did you tell him you’re coming?” Cil asks.
“Nope.”
“What if he’s not home?”
“He will be.”
“What if he’s with someone else?”
I grin. “He won’t be.” I open the door and get out. “I’ll call you tomorrow. Go lose yourself in your kitten.”
That changes the look in his eyes. They go all soft the way they only do for Ollie. “I will. Be careful. Call me if you need me.”
“Always, brother. Always.”
I walk away from the car and toward my pet.
Cillian doesn’t pull away until I’ve finished picking the lock and I’m safely inside.
There’s a small lamp on. Kat is passed out on the couch, but her eyes flutter open when she sees me. “Rory?”
“Yes.”
“Come here.” She takes my hand and tries to pull me to the couch with her.
“I’m here to fuck your son.”
“Why, when I’m right here?” she slurs, clearly on something.
I frown, pulling my hand free. I teased Shai about his mom before, but I don’t like the way she treats him, don’t like that she would sleep with me and not consider him. “Because I want him. Don’t make me dislike you, Kat. He’s a good son who takes care of you. I wouldn’t do the same if I were him.”
Her eyes flutter closed. I don’t know if she’ll remember this conversation, but I hope she does.
With a sigh, I cover her with a blanket, then turn out the light, the whole time wondering what the fuck I’m doing here.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Shai
I flinch when I feel something brush against my face, my arm shooting out to knock away whatever it is.
Rory laughs.
Jesus, this fucking guy. He’s just, what? Going to sneak into my house, into my room, any time he wants?
“You should know when someone is in your room with you.”
“I was sleeping, you bastard.” I flip on the lamp.
“So? I picked your lock, and your mom slept through it. She woke up when I was in the room, at least. I think she wants to fuck me, by the way. I told her I’m here for you.”
My spine stiffens. It doesn’t surprise me that my mom wants to sleep with Rory, but it does make the back of my neck burn in frustration. I give her fucking everything, would do anything for her. I just want this one thing that’s mine.
“Then I had to pick your bedroom lock too, and I’ve been watching you for ten minutes and you didn’t know,” Rory continues, oblivious to the war raging inside my head.
I rub my eyes. Rory isn’t mine, and I don’t want him to be, right?
“Well, maybe I’m not used to stalkers like you.”
“You should be prepared for anything, especially if you’re going to spend time with me.”
He’s not wrong. “What are you doing here?”
“I killed some people tonight, and now I want to fuck.”
My pulse shoots up like I’m running a fifty-yard dash. “You probably shouldn’t tell me that.”