Page 46 of The Devil's Conflict

Sage shudders and I can’t help but grin. “Dare I ask why you got yourself arrested? And who is Brady?”

“Brady is an asshole.” Sage sniffs. “But if things don’t work out with you and Sniper, he’s definitely your type. Growly and handsome and all that, but he’s also a cop back in our hometown. And as for arresting me, he was always doing that to piss me off. He’d make up bogus charges just for fun!”

“Bogus?” Syn scoffs. “That time he arrested you for breaking and entering because you broke in to your ex’s house. He just happened to catch you because he was taking the medic call across the street. You’re the stupid one for doing it in front of him.”

“And how was I supposed to know he was going to be there? I mean, it’s not like I saw him and decided to try my luck while he was distracted. And it was Carter’s fault for seeing me in the first place, not Brady. If he had just kept his big mouth shut, it would have been fine.”

“Why were you breaking into your ex’s house?” Izzy asks.

“Because he stole my favorite camera lens to get back at me. All I was doing was retrieving it, and if he hadn’t changed the locks, I would have been able to get in with my key. Anyway, it was fine. Brady delivered the baby, I vomited on his shoes, and all was right since my ex didn’t press charges when I pointed out he took the lens. Which would have been a felony with the amount of money it cost if I had pressed charges on him.”

“I see why King calls you Crazy.” Izzy laughs. Yeah, I could see that too.

“What I want to know is what is going on with you and Sniper,” Eden says with a wide grin pointed my way. “And I want to know if he’s as good in bed as I suspect he is.”

“You have your own man, bitch.” Sadie laughs. “But yes, I want to know too. Especially because I thought about taking a run at him myself, but I realized he’s too dominant for me.”

“What the hell do you mean too dominant?” Eden demands incredulously. “You’re the queen of weird-ass kinky shit and that bothers you?”

“Exactly, I’m theQueen.” Sadie grins. “And that means that I’m the one running the show. I don’t bow down to a man. Ever.”

“Yes, you go, girl!” Sage yells with a whooping laugh, high-fiving Sadie across the table. “Wait, does that mean you’re the one leading the men around by leashes and stuff?” Sadie just grins. “Oh, I need to know everything, because I bet there are lots of authors who need something like that for one of their books. I wonder if I can get King to?—”

“Not a fucking chance, Crazy,” King tells her as he makes his way over, Torque and Stone right behind him.

Sage grins wickedly at him. “But just imagine all the fun we could have,” she purrs. “I bet Syn would let us use one of Loki’s collars for you.” Syn’s eyes are bright with laughter, and I barely manage to contain my own. “And if you’re lucky, I’d even wear some leather for you,” she adds with a seductive look.

King’s eyes flare, but he still manages to keep his wits about him and shakes his head. “Not a chance. Now get your ass up so we can get to bed.”

“Make me,” she taunts, then lets out a squeal when he manages to haul her chair back, and get her over his shoulder in what looks like a practiced move. Sage is grinning like an idiot ashe carries her out, much to the delight of the Misfits, who catcall and shout out suggestions.

“Twenty bucks that she has King in a leash and collar by end of the month for a photo.” Izzy snickers.

“I’ll take that bet.” Syn grins. “King’s a lot of things, but he will not be up for that, no matter how much Sage tries. If anything, it’ll be her wearing the collar and leash. Maybe Sadie can give her some pointers.”

Sadie’s grin is wide and wicked. “I definitely can. Now, back to Thea and Sniper. So what’s the deal? Pretty sure I heard a scream earlier when I was coming out of my room and it wasn’t one of pain or fear.”

I don’t bother blushing, unashamed. I learned a long time ago that nothing stays too secret for long when it comes to relationships or hookups, no matter how much people try, or deflect when asked about it. I don’t even look at Torque or Stone who I can see are smirking at me. “He insisted I stay with him, and we hooked up. But I’m not sure that it’s going to be more than that, so don’t be getting your hopes up. Honestly, half the time we don’t even like each other.”

“You don’t have to like each other to spend time in bed together,” Sadie reminds me. “And honestly, hate sex is the best.” She gives a dreamy sigh. “And the best part is if it doesn’t work into anything else, then nothing has to change.”

“I think the issue is that he likes her a little too much,” Eden disagrees. “And honestly, you’re here, so why not see what happens without too much pressure?”

I just shrug. “We’ll see. Honestly, there’s too much going on right now for me to worry about it. And besides, he’s older than me, and apparently that bothers him a bit too much.”

Sadie and Eden scoff. “He’s, what, ten to twelve years older than you? It’s not like he’s robbing the cradle,” Sadie points out. I nod. She waves that away. “Call him Daddy a few times in bedand you’ll be just fine. Guys love that shit. Ask this one,” she adds with a jerk of her thumb at Eden.

Eden glares at her, but doesn’t deny it. Interesting. “Bitch,” Eden growls at her.

“Oh, come on. It’s hot and you know it, nothing to be embarrassed over.”

“Babe, you’re running your mouth again and going to get yourself in trouble,” Bowie remarks as he comes over. “How about you and I find something to do to keep you quiet?” he suggests as he reaches down and hauls her up out of the chair. Sadie lets out a soft cry, but then she wraps her arms and legs around him, a smile on her face as he walks away.

No one says a word, but I can see the shock and surprise on everyone’s faces, including Torque and Stone’s. “Wait, those two are a thing?” Stone asks.

“Not that I know of,” Eden says absently, watching as Bowie carries a now laughing Sadie into the kitchen.

“She just said Sniper was too dominant for her, but Sniper is tame compared to that boy,” Rose muses. “Him and Frost both.”

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