Page 116 of Deceit

“We took out bad guys,” Mills retorts. “Yeah, they weren’t assigned missions, but—“

“You know what the fuck I mean,” our commander snaps, his face reddening. “No killing or apprehending unless I say.” He stands from his seat and rakes his hand in his hair. “You all are working to stroke me out.”

“The feeling is mutual,” Kyson mutters at my side and, I’m not sure what crawled up his ass, but I roll my eyes anyway.

“These were family matters,” Marty chimes in. “No bodies were left behind.”

Ledger points accusingly at him. “You killed the son of the ex-mayor. He had a family. They’re still searching for him.”

Marty shrugs because he doesn’t give a shit. I wouldn’t either.

“We appreciate you looking the other way,” Blue quips. “But if you really believe that with some of our backgrounds that we’re going to let the pigs and newbie detectives take care of shit for us…sorry, commander, but that’s not going to fly.”

“Then you and I can have a private conversation about it in my office.” Ledger looks around the room. “Anyone else have any smart-ass comments they wanna make? I have another chair.” He’s answered with silence and doesn’t say goodbye to anyone on his way to the door. “Blue, five minutes. And keep your fucking gum out of your mouth.”

On cue, a soft pop sounds from the bubble she just let snap, and Mills chortles like a child.

Emmy is the first one to rise and begin to leave the room when I follow her out. My chest is almost to her back as we exit, and she feels me. Her whole body is taut and when we get far enough away and down the hallway, she whirls on me.

“What?”

“Mhm, Emmy, you know what I want.” I erase the distance between us, and she flushes pink like the flowers I picked out and dropped onto her front steps. “I want your boy toy gone.”

“Ah, you’re back so now we’re issuing out commands? Sorry, dickhead, but I didn’t get any text messages or phone calls while you were away.”

“I was giving you space.” I don’t know if there’s a rule for how much time has to pass for something like that, but I needed it too.

It didn’t mean that I magically disappeared as part of her life when I crossed the pond.

“Cool—“ She steps away, and I notice against the lighting above that she looks paler. “—then back off and give it to me.”

My brows knit. “You can fuck off with the attitude, Emmy because I wasn’t greeted the way I wanted to be when I got back. I’m not saying you should’ve thrown a party but at least showed me that you noticed.”

“Oh, I noticed. It was quiet.” I roll my eyes. “I’m not playing this game with you right now. I’m tired.”

My blood runs to boiling temperatures, and I ball my fingers into tight fists. “Keep mentioning that motherfucker, and I will kill his ass tonight, Ems.Watchme.”

“Didn’t you just hear what Ledger said?” she sneers. “No more bullshit.”

I snort because when it comes to Emmy, there are no rules. Just bad decisions and the best sex of my fucking life.

“Do you think I care?” I challenge. “What are you gonna do, rat me out?”

“No, I’ll maim you.”

A curl of my lips makes her scowl. “So you’ll be wrapping those pretty little hands around my massive cock while you take a dull knife to me?”

“Yep.” She meets my full-on stare and lifts her chin defiantly.

I lean in, smelling that peach scent of hers, and I exhale as I say, “Will you kiss me when you do it?” Emmy steps back but meets the wall. “Bleed out on those hands as you bite down on my lower lip. You want to inflict pain on me, Emmy? Make sure you tease me with that tongue, baby. I’m a fucking sucker for how you taste me. Just like you did with your rich prick.”

“Stop.”

“That’d be a first.”

Emmy scowls at me. “You done yet?”

“What’s wrong with you? Are you sick?”

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