Page 114 of All Your Hate

“Do you hang out with your friend like this? The one that helped save me.”

I'm pleasantly surprised by her questions tonight. This is the most she's ever wanted to know about me. “I used to. Until he got his girl. It would be nice for you to meet them both, but the guy barely leaves the house these days.”

“Why not?” She frowns as she sips at her cocktail. It’s blue just like her eyes.

“He’s tied up in her. I don’t blame him really. It took him a while to get her to come around to him, so he may as well reap those rewards now.”

“What are you talking about?”Shit, that may have been an overshare. “She’s like me isn’t she?”

“Technically no, but also yes. She didn’t really move in with him because she wanted to. But,” I hold my hands up, “she wants to be there now.”

Wynter chews on her lip, clearly not happy with the situation, but it’s not like she can do anything for the girl.

“I need to find the restroom,” Wynter suddenly says and starts walking away. I follow after her and she puts a hand on my chest. “Alone. I’m not going to run away, remember?” She motions to her back. I’m reluctant to let her go, but she’s right.

“Fine. But if you’re not back in five minutes I won't hesitate to kick down every stall until I find you.”

She taps my chest and smiles. “I know.”

My cock springs to life as she walks away, her hips looking perfectly grabbable in her tight dress. Then I see the way other people are looking at her. At what’s mine.

“No cleaning my come off!” I shout, marking my territory and her jaw drops wide open. A few people snicker next to her and she pushes past them after flipping me off.

We may not have fucked before coming here, but I like to think that I’ve fucked her so much that my come will always be inside her.

Bringing the tracking app up on my phone, I keep a close eye on it as I wait.

“Bones,” a monotone voice greets me and I look up to see Luka.

“You’re as cheery as ever and I see you dressed for the occasion.” He’s wearing the same stiff shirt and pants as always. I’m surprised he’s not got his lab coat on.

Luka notices the tracking app on my phone and says, “You brought her?”

“Of course. This is about her, not me.”

He shakes his head. “I assumed it would just be you. Edward Price has athingfor young women. Mind her around him.”

“That why you want rid of him?”

“He’s a pain in my ass at work and I need something from him. After you came to me asking if I knew anyone with his description I looked into him some more and found the name Abato on his charts. He was the family physician. I assume that connection is why you want him gone.”

“Bingo. You gonna tell me what he’s done to make you want to kill him?”

Luka looks around to make sure no one can overhear us before continuing. “Edward’s been taking jobs on the side, helping criminals with other women just like yours.”

“Does he work for Dmitri Volkov?” I ask and his eyebrow twitching is the only indication I’ve surprised him.

He nods and I know he’s not telling me something. “Why do you care anyway? What Edward’s doing is basically the same as what you do.”

Suddenly his hand flies out and he grabs my shirt. “Never compare me to him. What I do is nothing like that.”

Prying his hand off me I say, “Alright. Calm down.”

Luka regains his composure quickly and before he walks away he briskly says, “Do not fuck this up for me tonight.”

I watch Luka with a new curiosity as he walks away to a corner booth where an older man, wearing an ill-fitting tweed suit is sat alone. His beady eyes set on a group of girls drinking shots at the table opposite.

“You didn’t come looking for me.” Wynter comes up to me and I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I release it now she’s here.

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