Page 44 of Icy Cold Death

“Don’t encourage him. I don’t need him telling me the proper technique for shaking my dick after pissing. There are limits.”

Ridge said nothing.

Wisely.

Julian rolled his neck.

“Is there anything more I need to know about? At least I know where my wife is.”

Well, speaking of his wife…

Lucian had more.

“Uh, Tori got flowers today before she flew out. They were pretty.”

Trey took his shot because he loved to rile Julian up. If he could send his sister flowers, to piss off Julian, he’d do it daily.

He was spicy like that.

Instead, he poked the Native bear.

“UH-OH. SOMEONE. HAS. A. NEW. LOVE. INTEREST. MAYBE. SHE. CAME. TO. HER. SENSES. SHE. HAS. BEEN. ACTING. WEIRD.”

Julian lifted a brow.

He wasn’t sure that his wife was acting in any way but her normal way. Trey was a ball buster. So, he focused on the sane people in the room.

“Who sent my wife flowers?” he asked.

Both men laughed and said it at the same time.

“HONOR.”

That was all they had to say.

Julian got it.

Without hesitating, he laughed too. Julian knew exactly why his sister-in-law would do that.

Lucian clued him in.

“She thanked your wife for not finding any bodies in Salem this week. I think she’s going to keep this one going. You know how Honor is.”

Spicy.

Just how Booth liked her.

Apparently, the Littlemoon men had a type. All of their wives were one hell of a wild ride.

Tori.

Pryce.

Vivian.

Honor.

“Well, at least the SPD is happy with us,” he admitted.

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