Page 36 of Broken Trust

“Call me if that husband stealer comes back.” Atlas curled his lip. “The deputy will be gone by then, and I can throttle the harlot.”

Mason burst out laughing. “I never knew you had this side to you. You’re normally so sweet.”

“He gave my brother a right hook,” Kellen boasted with a wide grin, thankfully leaving out the part where Atlas ended up in the emergency room.

At least his hand was healed.

“Let’s head out.” Kellen took Atlas’s hand as they walked toward the door.

“Wait.” Atlas stopped. “I haven’t clocked out.”

“I’ll do it for you,” Mason called out.

“How did he hear me?” Atlas looked up at Kellen.

“Shifter hearing, babe. That’s why I took Morgan out to the driveway instead of hanging out in his garage, which is right off the kitchen.”

“How good is your hearing?” Atlas needed to know these things so he knew how far away to be from Kellen if he wanted to talk privately to someone or on his phone.

“You could be standing at the other end of the parking lot outside, whisper my name, and I’d hear you.” Kellen opened the door, and they walked out.

“So if I stood in your kitchen and you were upstairs, I could whisper something to you and you’d hear me?”

“Yep. We can try it when we get home, only I want you to talk dirty to me.” He wiggled his brows.

Heat engulfed Atlas’s face. “What if Colt is home?”

“Then we’ll try out the dirty experiment another time. You just got two weeks off.”

Atlas felt giddy. He loved his job, but two weeks with pay? Sweet. Two weeks of endless nights of sex without worrying about getting up for work? Even sweeter.

“What should we do with your vacation time?” Kellen bounced his brows, as if he’d read Atlas’s mind.

“I still haven’t recovered from last night,” Atlas said while they walked toward Lucille. His mate had driven him to work because he didn’t want Atlas going anywhere alone until the threat with those vampires was over.

“You heard your boss,” Kellen teased. “We have to use the time to strengthen our bond.”

Atlas rolled his eyes. “You have to give me a chance to catch up on sleep, and then we can deepen our bond as many times as you want. I was dead on my feet all day because you kept poking your dick in my direction last night.”

“I let you rest in between,” Kellen defended playfully.

“Twenty minutes is not letting me rest in between screwing my brains out,” Atlas argued. “Then I only got a few hours of sleep before I had to get up for work. I’m surprised I didn’t crawl onto the counter during my shift and go to sleep.”

Kellen slowed then stopped, his teasing smile vanishing. He glanced around as he tilted his head back and sniffed the air.

“What?” Atlas glanced around but didn’t see what had caught his mate’s attention.

“Go back inside,” Kellen snarled. “Now!”

Before Atlas could take three steps, a blur shot past him, making some of the hairs on his forehead lift. Kellen hit the ground and rolled onto his back, and that was when Atlas saw the dark-haired stranger standing there.

Who was baring his fangs.

The guy was a vampire!

Kellen did a kip-up, slamming his fist into the vampire’s sternum. The vampire flew backward, hitting one of the parked cars. He jerked forward but left behind a huge dent.

“We have your scent, dog,” the vampire spat. “There’s nowhere you can hide.”

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