Page 107 of How To Catch A Killer … And Date His Best Friend

Maddox grins. “You’ve been a little occupied with everything that’s been going on with the repairs at the bar, and we’ve done everything we could to keep you distracted while you’ve been home.”

My brow arches. They certainly have.

Hunter winces, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “This, uhhh . . . this is what we were doing when we realized you were missing,” he explains. “That’s why it took us so long. We wanted to get it finished for you.”

Maddox cuts in. “There’s still a few little things. It needs some touch-ups on the paint work, and the lock on the door is a little fiddly.”

The emotions hit me so hard, they almost knock me over, and the tears stream down my cheeks. Nobody has ever done anything like this for me.

“Uh-oh,” Maddox says, inching back. “Are you crying?”

I shake my head as a stupid smile stretches across my face. “I’m too much of a badass to cry,” I sob just as a laugh breaks through the tears, but before I have a chance to wipe my face, I’m barreling through the dark room.

I throw myself at the boys, my arms going wide around them. Hunter collects me in his strong hold, one arm locking around my waist, as Maddox catches me on his other side, squeezing so hard I almost lose a lung.

I wipe my tears against Hunter’s shirt before looking up at them both. “God, I love you both so much.”

Hunter reaches up and grasps my chin, the move sending butterflies soaring through my stomach. “And we love you, Lyra,” he tells me. “As long as you’re alive, our hearts belong to you. You’re my whole fucking world, and I can’t speak for Maddox on this, but there’s not a goddamn thing I wouldn’t do for you.”

Maddox nods. “I’m right there with him, Savage. This one lifetime is never going to be enough for me. I knew it from the moment I saw your feisty little ass out on the street. I had to know you, and every day since, you’ve blown me the fuck away. I can’t do life without you anymore. I don’t know how to, and if something were to happen to you, I’d be right there following you into the next life.”

“Come hell or high water,” Hunter says. “You’re stuck with us now. No takebacks.”

“Not even when I fake hostage situations?”

“Not even then,” Hunter says. “You and I both know that shit gets Maddox hard.”

I grin and glance up at Maddox. “That’s exactly why I did it.”

Maddox laughs as Hunter just rolls his eyes, probably thinking about how much work it’s going to take to get his car looking like a wet dream again, but to be fair, nobody asked him to drive right through the building. That’s all on him.

I pull back and start really taking in the room, looking over everything the boys have included, right down to the brand-new camera sitting on the counter.

I pick it up and check that it has film before immediately turning around and snapping a picture of the two of them watching me, knowing this will be the very first photograph I develop in here, and it will hang right here on the wall for me to see everytime I walk in here.

Maddox plays with the light, turning out the bright overhead light and letting the room flood with the dark red ones before walking over and crowding me against the counter, his hands on either side of my hips.

“You really like it?” he asks. “Is everything the way it’s supposed to be because we can make changes if it’s not—”

I push up onto my toes, bracing one hand against his warm chest. “It’s perfect,” I tell him before capturing his lips in mine. His hands drop to my hips as he kisses me back, his tongue diving into my mouth and fighting for dominance.

I melt into him, letting my fingers slip beneath the hem of his shirt and trail up over his perfect body. I count the ridges of his abs, warmth spreading through me as a heavy need pulses in my core. Then as if sensing that rich desire, he pinches the fabric of my shirt and slowly drags it up over my body.

A shiver sails across my skin, and as my shirt hits the floor, he’s already reaching for the front of my pants. My gaze shifts to Hunter by the door. He simply watches us, his heavy stare dragging over my body with need, and when his dark eyes trail back up to meet mine, I lift my chin, silently asking him to come to me.

He doesn’t hesitate, striding across the dark room, stepping in behind me, and twining his fingers around the base of my throat. With a slight turn of my chin, his lips lock firmly on mine. Maddox pops the button of my jeans and slowly drags them down my thighs until I’m standing between them, completely naked.

Hands roam over my body, every brush of their fingers setting me alight, and when Maddox drops his lips to the sensitive spot right below my ear, my whole body trembles.

“Oh God,” I groan, pulling at Maddox’s shirt until it falls to the ground with mine.

My hands roam greedily over his warm body, claiming every inch of him before diving for his belt and unclipping it in seconds. Then after releasing the button, his pants fall away, and that thick, pierced cock springs free.

Desire pools deep in my core as Hunter’s hand curves over my hip and down past my pelvis before cupping me right between my thighs. My eyelids flutter, and I grind against his touch as I curl my fist around Maddox’s cock, slowly pumping up and down before trailing my thumb over his sensitive tip.

He shudders, and I grin, loving the effect I have on this man, and when Hunter’s fingers roll tight little circles over my clit, my knees almost give out from under me.

I turn, still working Maddox from behind as I reach for Hunter with my free hand, tearing at his clothes with a fierce desperation. His shirt disappears somewhere at our feet, and he helps me with his belt before allowing me to free that delicious cock.