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Vander grunts in agreement. “We’ll make sure the message is loud and clear. Give Cole his name, which cleaner location is his, and we’ll get it done.” He finishes his coffee and it clunks when he sets it down. His gaze turns to me with a flirtatious smile. “Want to go hunting today, Reginetta?”
“Is this his way of asking her on a date?” Matteo asks in a whisper as he leans into Luca.
“It certainly seems like it’s some sort of foreplay,” Luca responds.
“Damn. I want that,” Matteo adds.
I ignore them both as I stare into Vander’s eyes. Leaning toward him, I rest my elbow on the counter and prop my head on my hand. “You know this won’t fix things, right?” I drawl.
His fingers reach out and the tips brush against my arm. The gesture seems almost like an accident, but I know it was calculated. “Of course. You forget I’ve spent every day for five years with you.” His voice is low and rumbly, making me shift on Grayson’s lap. “I think you’ll still have fun killing someone with me.”
Leaning a little closer, I whisper, “How long have you been waiting to kill someone with me?”
The smile grows even wider on his face. “I was so pissed I wasn’t there with you on your first kill. It’s been eating me up that we weren’t able to share it together.” His fingertips trail up my arm until his hand is over mine where it rests on my cheek, and his brows furrow in concern. “What happened to your knuckles?”
“I was having some more fun without you.” I give him a wink. Our noses brush and the temptation to fall into his kiss is sucking me in.
“Has the tension between those two always been this bad?” Enzo asks in the background.
“Pretty much,” Jasper answers him.
Grayson’s hand slides along my spine, almost encouraging me to close the distance between Vander and me. My fingers tingle with the need to glide into Vander’s hair and yank him to me, which is my sign to remove the temptation. I jump from Grayson’s lap and stride for Cole’s side. In his typical fashion, he has his laptop open, already getting all the information we need on Anthony Andreozzi. At least that’s the name popping up in several spots on his screen.
When my hand lands on his shoulder, he slightly jerks in shock, not having expected any kind of affection from me. He instantly gives me his full attention, scooting back from the counter and turning toward me, almost desperate for any morsel I’d give him.
His hands hesitate before landing on the back of my thighs and sliding to my ass, pulling me closer between his legs. The touch is reverent instead of lustful even if his hands are cupping my cheeks. He rests his chin on my chest and gazes up at me. “Hey there, Luv. I’ve needed you,” he rasps.
Suddenly, I notice the dark bags under his eyes, and an exhaustion I’ve never seen in him before. Paired with his admission that he’s needed me… one would have expected him to say missed or something just as sappy. But this is Cole. He isn’t like everyone else. And for him to admit to needing me… it does something to me, something I never expected.
I’ve been punishing him and Jasper for hiding who my stalker is. I know it’s one of them… I can’t help wondering why I’m mad at them for being the person I’ve needed so much lately? One of them is my Ravenmaster, the man who makes me feel seen, who has supported my growth into the bloodthirsty woman I’ve always been deep inside.
Sure, there’s the case of his pierced dick, which neither of them had when they fucked me, but that explanation can be figured out later.
Jasper was right, I wouldn’t want to be told who it is. It would remove the anticipation and fun I’ve had all this time.
My palm cradles his face, and I tilt his head to the side, giving him a chaste kiss. The sigh of longing he gives is everything. I can tell he’s resistant to testing the waters by trying to deepen it, even though he wants to.
I lean into him and rest my lips against his ear as my gaze lands on Jasper hovering right behind him. “I’ll figure out which one of you is Ravenmaster on my own. And when I do, I’ll think of a way to punish you for keeping secrets from me, but until then, I’m done being mad at you,” I whisper.
The softness of Jasper’s gaze tells me he heard me too. He takes a step closer to us, forming our own little bubble separate from the rest of the room. “Vander?” he questions, and instant anger sweeps through me. I know it shows on my face, brows pinched together and my smile morphs into a scowl.
“He’s been hiding a lot more, for infinitely longer. I can’t simply get over it with a snap of a finger,” I growl, not really understanding why they’re so invested in me not being mad with anyone in the group. I suppose it’s a good thing they are supportive of each other.
Both of them give me a nod of understanding and Jasper brushes a kiss against my temple before stepping away. “I promise not to fuck up like that again, Luv. No more secrets. I can’t handle being cut off again. I’m too addicted to you.” Twenty-four ish hours. That’s all it took to make my point. At least I’m not with a bunch of idiots. They know when they fucked up.
Raising a brow, I fix him with a gaze and tilt my head to the side. “No apology?”
“Come on, Luv. You don’t really expect me to lie to you now do you?” he asks with a roguish smile before adding on, “Is this a test?”
“I don’t like the idea of forgiving you too easily.” I attempt to step away from him.
His arms grip me even tighter, not allowing me to budge more than an inch. “You know I’m not sorry. You love the mystery of Ravenmaster. Why would I take that away from you? But if you want to hear the words, I’ll say them. I’ll even do it on my knees from between your legs if it will help.” He waggles his eyebrows trying to entice me into going with that option. “I’ll spell it out with my tongue.”
I let out an exasperated grunt and Cole makes me take a step back so he can move his legs between mine before pulling me onto his lap so I’m straddling him. My arms instinctively wrap around his neck and his hand moves to the base of my head, pulling me in for a kiss I couldn’t say no to. His other hand moves to my lower back, pressing me even closer as his lips slant against mine in one of the most erotic kisses he’s given me.
Our bubble is popped when I hear my brother say, “I liked it better when the dick parade wasn’t here.”
“Don’t complain man! It’s like having free live porn,” Matteo interjects.
