Page 16 of Loco

I laughed and leaned over her. “Stroking my ego?”

She shook her head vigorously, her eyes widening. “No! It’s the truth.”

I covered her mouth with mine, letting her taste herself. She deepened the kiss with a moan. “My turn,” I said, jumping to my feet to remove my jeans.

“Condom,” Millie insisted, her eyes watching my movements with keen interest.

“Always.” I never fucked without wrapping up. I reached into my pocket for the condom when a noise in the apartment building caused me to stop and frown. Our eyes met, and I could see the confusion in hers, too. “The fuck?”

She sat up and then crawled to her knees, grabbing a pillow to hold in front of her. She turned her head, as if searching for the direction the noise had come from. I could make out muted sounds coming from the apartment next door, but couldn’t identify them. Someone was definitely pounding on the wall on the other side of Millie’s stove, and I watched as her worried gaze shot there.

We both heard someone scream Millie’s name. Millie jumped to her feet, her eyes growing wild. “That’s Viola!” she cried out, running toward the door. “Something is wrong!”

I reached for her arm and stopped her from opening the front door. “Baby, put something on. I’ll go check it out.” I dug out my phone, scrolled down to the name I was looking for, and then tossed it to her. “Let Bull know!” I left her looking somewhat shell-shocked and opened the door, rushing to the next apartment.

I listened at the door for a minute to determine where the scuffle was taking place. I assumed that Viola’s apartment had the same layout as Millie’s. The sounds coming from inside were muffled, but I could clearly hear a man and a woman’s voice. I didn’t bother to knock. I turned the doorknob with every intention to walk in unannounced, but the door was locked. Fuck!

“Open up!” I heard someone fumbling on the other side to undo the locks, but then it stopped.

Viola screamed. I stood back and kicked the fucking door in. The first thing I saw was some asshole holding her in front of him, and she looked terrified. There was also anger flashing in her eyes.

“Let her go, man!” I snarled, walking further into the room. If there was one thing I hated, it was seeing a woman being abused. The look on this asshole’s face revealed that he was in a panic, and when people panicked, someone got hurt.

Behind me I could hear the distant rumble of bikes pulling up. Hell, if that was Bull, he must have been close by when Millie called him.

"Nick, please!" Viola pleaded.

"I don’t want to hear from you, bitch!" the man muttered low, wrapping his arm around her in a choke hold. She dropped the rolling pin she’d been clutching and reached up for his arm with both hands, obviously trying to get him to ease up on the pressure he was applying.

I took a step forward, ready to put an end to this asshole, but Bull stormed into the room past me. His expression was stretched tight and aggressive. I knew that look. He was a lethal son-of-a-bitch when someone he cared about was threatened. Hell, we all were. The brother may not have known it yet, but he was all in with Viola.

"I don't think he has a weapon," Viola managed to get out, obviously relieved that Bull had arrived.

"I don't need one. I can break your fucking neck before they get to you," the asshole bragged, pulling her further away.

"This isn't going to end well for you, asshole," Bull said in a threatening growl. He slowly followed as Viola was dragged backwards toward a room out of view.

“You think Bull will kill him?” Yogie asked with a smirk.

I snorted. “I would, brother.” I listened for any sign from Bull that he might need help.

Yogie looked me over, as if seeing me for the first time. “Fuck, brother, where’d you come from?”

“Have a sweet piece next door.” I was half-surprised that Millie hadn’t shown up.

A grin spread across his face. “So that’s the shit all over your face.”

He didn’t know anything. “Fuck you.”

I thought about Millie and how close I’d come to fucking her. My dick had settled down, but I was still horny. It wouldn’t take much persuasion from her to have it hard again. Where was she?

"Fuck!” I heard some kind of commotion and then Bull’s loud curse. “He's outside in the back!" he yelled.

Yogie and I ran out of the apartment. He went one way and I went the other. It was fucking dark, and the few lights in the parking lot didn’t offer much help, especially when I rounded the corner of Viola’s unit, which was at the end. The border of trees had to be at least eight-feet high and were so close together that it made the area pitch black. The only lighting came from a couple of windows where the curtains were sheer.

Shit! I couldn’t see a fucking thing, and I didn’t hear anything either. By the time Yogie and I met up, I knew the asshole had gotten away. Still, we scoured the area for any sign of him.

“Maybe we should go back for a flashlight,” Yogie suggested.

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