Page 43 of Griz's Edge

Blow adjourns church. Everyone clears out, but I stay behind to make the call in private. Or as private as it can be, considering Shiner and Blow both stay with me.

I put my phone on speaker, set it on the table in front of me, and wait for the other man to answer.

“Who is this?” Marley’s dad answers.

“Michael Keys?”

“Yeah, that’s me, who the fuck is this?” Michael demands harshly.

“Name’s Griz, I’m seeing your daughter, Marley,” I tell him, not bullshitting around. “Know you’re waitin’ on a call from her, but you and me, we need to talk before you talk to her.”

“The hell do you mean we need to talk, and you’re seeing my daughter?”

There’s no missing the fury in his voice.

“Your daughter was nearly killed this afternoon when her car blew up. She was smart enough to have noticed something was off about her car, pulled over and got out, barely got out before the damn thing exploded.”

“Someone tried to kill her?” Michael’s voice thickens even more. I didn’t know the man, but I could imagine his eyes were narrowing and his teeth clenching.

“Yeah, that’s the way it looks. We got her car towed to the garage. We’ll be combing through it tomorrow?—”

“I’m on my way. Don’t touch a damn thing until I get there.” The other man hangs up before I can so much as finish explaining things to him.

I glance at both Blow and Shiner, brows raised. “Was that strange to y’all?”

“Yeah, seems maybe Marley’s dad might know what’s going on, and we won’t have to go around our asses to get to our elbows on this one,” Blow remarks and adjusts the bill of his hat.

“Agreed.” Shiner grunts and raps his knuckles on the table. “Guess we play the wait and see game until he gets here.”

“Looks like it.” I nod, grab my phone, shove it in my jeans, and let out a harsh breath. “I’m gonna check on Marley. Make sure she’s good. Since her dad’s on the way here, no reason for her to make the call, means I can get her ass into bed for a little while.”

Both men snort, shit-eating grins in place.

“Yeah, get her to bed, ‘cause when she finds out you called her dad, I’m betting she’s gonna wanna kick your ass.”

Shrugging, I let Shiner’s remark go ‘cause I know it’s damn true that she’s gonna try to do just that. I didn’t care either way. Long as, in the end, she was safe and whole, I didn’t give a fuck what she tried to do.

Her being mine meant I’d do what it takes to protect her, and I’ve already told her this.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

MARLEY

“Is everything okay?” The question slips past my lips the moment the door closes behind Griz and we’re alone in his room.

I could see the tension in him when he rejoined me after meeting with his brothers. I enjoyed talking with the other women. They’re hilarious, and some of the pranks Chelsea and Storm told me about, I couldn’t believe they did. Then again, if some woman was trying to screw with my man, I’d do the same thing. Well, I’d be a bit more ruthless. There might be some hair-pulling and the crushing of a nose.

“All good, sweets,” Griz says. The snick of the lock goes, and he steps toward me, arms coming around my waist. “But do gotta talk to you about something.”

“What’s that?”

I didn’t want to talk about anything, I wanted to do other things, things I’ve wanted to do with him. Honestly, I was still amped up from the orgasm he’d given me earlier. I wanted to ease the need inside him, I knew he was still dealing with. I saw the thickness of his cock behind his jeans. My mouth watered tohave him fuck my mouth like he did the first night. In between everything, when he’d driven me wide with his mouth, I’d done the same to him. The only difference had been when he was done playing, he stopped playing around and got down to it.

“While in the meeting with my brothers, when everyone else left the room, Shiner and Blow stayed behind with me while I made a phone call.”

That sounds ominous.

“Okay,” I say, my voice trailing the word, unsure of who he called, but my stomach tightens at the possibility of who it was.

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