Page 193 of Tangled in Knots

“The library will have very special memories for me,” he says smugly. “Don’t tease her too much, Kane.”

“I won’t, I mean I’m not, but wow,” I grunt. “Please tell me he made you come, little rabbit.”

She holds up three fingers and I whoop. “Fuck yeah,” I crow. “You look so relaxed. The post sex glow looks good on you, baby. Let’s get this done then.”

Opening the door to the SUV, I climb out of the vehicle, confusing Adira and my brother. I’m not jealous, if that’s what they may be worried about. It feels right that she and Demon had sex first, because of their connection. I think he may be the gentlest of the four of us as well.

Just because I call him Demon, doesn’t mean he isn’t the most sane of us all, as he cracks open the self imposed ice he’s kept himself in. Nothing could touch him until the little rabbit came bounding into our life.

Demon and Adira follow after a beat, and the bar doesn’t seem to be open yet. Knocking on the door, she bites her lip as she waits. Caleb lopes over, unlocking and opening it.

“Hey stranger,” he grunts, surprising her by pulling Adira into a hug. “Are you okay? Is the other guy dead yet?”

It’s only six in the evening, and he’s asking about murder on the street just as calm as can be. I think I like him.

“Not yet, and I’m getting there,” Adira says as Caleb ushers us into the bar. “He got away and Cian has everyone looking for him. The attack sprained my wrist and arm, and busted my face pretty badly. I had a concussion that left me with severe headaches, but they’ve let up.”

“Dad told me you impressed him,” Caleb says, smirking. “He isn’t happy to have it pointed out so plainly that there are issues in his city, but it’s been long overdue. The auctions are a problem, as are the men trolling the streets for omegas. It’s not going away just because he isn’t directly involved in the business of it.”

“Agreed,” Adira says with a sigh. “I have a place in the good ole boys’ club, and it’s really weird. Add on the fact that I’m meeting with the Whalen Society in two days, and it looks as if I’m firmly enmeshed into the mafia world.”

“It’s not so bad,” he teases her. “You’re here to quit, huh?”

“I am,” she says, cringing. “I’m sorry?—”

“Please don’t be,”Caleb says. “I’m very happy you’re not walking home alone anymore. It’s simply not safe. You don’t need the job anymore, either. This was always a stepping stone until you got to your next place in life, Adira. Don’t be a stranger, yeah?”

“Thanks for everything,” she says. “You and this bar were a life saver.”

“You remind me of my sister, and I couldn’t tell you no,” he mumbles. “It’s why I helped Aisling too when Lars told me she needed a job. She disappeared when she was fourteen. I hope if she showed up somewhere, that someone else would help her too.”

Adira’s eyes grow wide with worry, but there’s no time to ask questions, because his bartenders walk in and pull her into conversation.

Minutes later, we’re back on the street as they get things underway for the night, and Adira looks shell shocked.

“I didn’t know that about his sister either,” I murmur as I direct her toward the car. Demon follows, eyes on Adira. “I wonder how many people do.”

“I don’t think many,” she says as Demon helps her in and I head to the driver's side to get into the car. “Theo was really defensive when he was speaking to me, which makes me want to know even more.”

“Not today, curious little rabbit,” I tell her as I turn on the vehicle and push it into drive. Making sure they’re ready, I pull onto the road to drive home.

“We’re going home, maybe watching a movie. You’ve been a busy girl. Maybe get you some water to drink to rehydrate after all those orgasms too.”

Demon barks out a laugh while Adira blushes, and I consider my mission for the day complete. I have to have my fun somehow.

ADIRA

Two days later

My dress is bought, I know where the party is, and I’m really fucking nervous.

“Your anxiety is making my voices want to kill things, baby girl,” Kane growls under his breath as he watches me pace. It’s only three in the afternoon and my last class was canceled today. I let Damon know and Morris picked me up.

Kane came home from the gym, showered, but now has been watching me lose my shit. Playing with the edges of my hair, I have an idea.

“What if I decided to cut my hair and get it done for tonight?” I ask, tracking a conversation I’ve been having in my head.

Kane watches me, and I fidget as he takes his time responding. “Are you cutting your own hair or do I need to look for a hairdresser?” he asks shrewdly. “Unless you have somekind of training, I suggest the second option, little rabbit. While I think you’d be beautiful bald, you may think differently.”

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