Page 41 of Gypsy Angel

“Ok. Um, the guys and I can keep an eye out outside for anything or whatever else needs to be done around the house.”

Diesel had to bite her bottom lip at his obvious uncomfortableness with all four women staring him down. “We are so going to hell!” Diesel couldn’t help but laugh along with the rest of the group when Viper walked out of the room as fast as he could. “You guys go ahead and get everything ready, plus the snacks. I’m going to comfort him a second so that he doesn’t double back eventually. Red, you may wanna do the same with Highlander.”

THIRTY

Viper walked into the garage where Highlander and Jacko were checking over the motorcycles. “The women are up to something.”

“What makes you think that?” Jacko asked, confusion sounding in his voice.

“They claim they are going to have a girl’s night and watch Twilight.” Viper laughed at the absurdity of the idea.

“Okay. And you assume they are up to something because of that?” Jacko scoffed at his friend. “What?” Jacko asked, his hands going up in the air when Viper and Highlander just stared at him.

“Ye seriously need to start paying attention to the women in this group, lad.” Highlander said, shaking his head. “They hate Twilight. They think it makes a mockery of vampires and shifters.”

“I wasn’t going to go that far, but ok.” Viper said, dropping down to his haunches.

“Ye weren’t there for that nauseating conversation with one of the girls they rescued who was a huge fan. They watched it with the girl to help her relax. When the lass was gone, they had a full-length conversation. Apparently, in the movie, the vampire sparkles like a disco ball, is pale and cold. The shifter is a lush with no balls and pines after the girl instead of manning up and moving on. The shifter finds his mate in the chick’s daughter, she has, which is a rare thing for a vampire to have children, but she somehow gets knocked up. Those lasses in there made major fun of it, so yeah, they are up to something.”

“I also happen to know, per a conversation with my wife, that those women in there prefer movies that blow shit up. I honestly think that if they said something along those kinds of movies, they were afraid we’d want to be there to watch it with them, therefore blocking their chances of doing whatever the hell they are up to.” Viper concluded, once Highlander was finished explaining our theory to Jacko.

“What do you think they could be up to?” Jacko asked, then shook his head before leaning his head backwards, looking up at the ceiling. “They are planning to go to the club or scope it out without us. Fuck!”

“I’m thinking they are planning to let Symon know that Diesel is alive and in town. Dangle the treat before the beast, as they say.” Highlander said, leaning back in his seat, crossing his arms as he studied the wall behind Viper, lost in thought.

“How do you want to handle it?” Jacko asked, leaning forward, studying both men.

“Let them think we fell for the bullshit line. Keep an eye out for them, once they get a bit out, we follow then show up at the club behind them, follow them in. If we can time it right, we arrive minutes after they park in front of the club and walk in with them. Either way, they do not go into that club alone. I agree with the dangle the treat before the beast, but that beast better understand there’s a viper that will strike his fucking ass if he touches my treat.”

“You know, if I was a woman, that would have been fucking hot.” Jacko quipped, ducking when Viper threw a tool at his head, laughing.

“Says the arsehole who can’t even seal the deal with the woman he’s been drooling after since meeting her.” Highlander cracked, mock glaring at Jacko.

“He’s afraid if he gets his dick wet with a real woman, he’ll losing his man card.” Viper fired back, flipping Jacko back when the man in question flipped him off.

“Fuck you both! She doesn’t think of me that way. We’re just paired together so that the target doesn’t choose her instead of Showalter.”

“So, he’s team disco ball while she’s team furball.” Highlander concluded causing Jacko to throw a wrench at his head that he barely dodged from laughing so hard.

“Ah, you three are hiding in here. Something wrong with the bikes?” Diesel asked, looking around the garage at the three men.

“Nope. Just making sure all is up to par. Viper says ye lasses are planning a girl’s night?” Highlander commented as he watched his wife sashay towards him, biting her lower lip.

“Yep. Haven’t had a true girl’s night just the four of us in way too long, so we wanted to remedy that. You boys are welcome to join us.” Pratt offered, straddling her husband’s lap, facing him as she leaned down and nipped his jaw.

“Nope, ye lasses are wanting a chick night, so the three of us will have a man’s night, checking the perimeters and watching a blow ‘em up flick while we have a few beers.” Highlander stated as he gripped his wife’s hips when she straddled him, her core connecting to his hardening cock.

“You’re not busy right now!” Diesel said as she sauntered up to Viper, who was still on his haunches when she stopped in front of him, his face lined up with her pussy.

“And that’s an issue why?” Viper questioned, smirking up at Diesel.

“Because you’re not doing me.” Diesel quirked an eyebrow as if to dare him to say no.

“What she said.” Pratt whispered in her husband’s ear.

“Upstairs, naked, assume the position. Now!” Highlander ordered as he smacked Pratt’s rear end hard.

“What he said.” Viper fired back at Diesel, quirking his own eyebrow at her, daring her to disobey.

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