Page 64 of Kilo's Edge

“Hides that perfect ass in those jeans too,” he said in a low voice so my mama didn’t overhear. “I don’t like it. You should take it off.”

“Now?” I teased.

“No,” he growled. “Later. When it’s just us.”

“I can do that,” I told him. I was still trying to get over my shyness with him, but he made it easier to be free.

“Kilo.” We both looked over and found Ruck watching us with a smirk. “We don’t know how much time we have.”

“Sure thing, Prez. Come on,” he told me, taking my hand and leading me toward the door.

Our bags were there, waiting to be loaded up. We’d brought them downstairs once Dustin and Jeremy left, so that we’d be ready.

Overdrive had Mama’s arm through his and he was escorting her out the door like he was some kind of old fashioned gentleman. “Kid! Get the bags.”

Code’s jaw dropped and he grumbled as he picked up our bags from the floor. “Why does he get to escort the women and I have to get the bags?” he muttered.

“‘Cause he’s the VP,” Kilo responded, winking at me.

I paused at the door and turned, looking at all the men who were lounging on our couch and chairs, and the extra were standing, filling every inch of our small home. “Please...be safe.”

Bolo shot me a grin. “Don’t worry about us, Mercy. We’ll be fine.”

I pulled away from Kilo and went over, hesitating, but then wrapping my arms around him. I gave each of them a hug. It wasn’t hard to tell they didn’t know how to respond to that, but they allowed it. When I was finished, I swallowed back worried tears and went back to Kilo.

“You realize that’s the last time I’m letting you hug them, right?”

Rolling my eyes, I laughed. I doubted that very much. He loved his brothers and I saw the smile on his face he tried to hide when I gave them hugs. He liked that we got along.

He walked me out to the SUV, eyes scanning the whole time as though Kruzman was going to pop out from behind a mesquite tree in someone’s yard. His protective nature melted my heart. It made me feel so cherished and loved. He looked down at me and frowned. “Why do you look like you’re about to cry?” he asked, sounding slightly panicked.

I laughed and blinked back another wave of tears. “I’m not.” The look he shot me told me he didn’t believe that for a second. “I’m just worried about you. All of you.”

“Don’t worry about us, Baby,” he said with a chuckle. “We’re all looking forward to the fight.”

I stopped at the SUV and stared up at him. “I’ve never met anyone like you before.”

He shook his head and if I didn’t know better I’d swear he was blushing. “I’m nothing special, Mercy. Come on, I don’t want you standing out in the open.”

Going up onto my tiptoes, I pressed a kiss to his lips, then got into the SUV. He shut the door behind me and jogged around to get into the driver’s seat.

Overdrive turned around in the front passenger seat and smiled at us. “You ladies ready?”

We all nodded, giving him forced smiles. These men were risking their lives for us. We were all scared for them, but we put on a brave face so that they weren’t thinking about us while they needed to focus on what lay ahead.

The drive didn’t take very long and soon we were parked in front of a house. Before we could get out of the SUV, the door to the house burst open. Roger walked out, his arms open wide as he smiled at us. “Welcome to our home!”

These were the types of people Kilo surrounded himself with. Good people. I laughed as Roger wrapped me in a hug and started moving me toward the house. Looking over my shoulder, I searched for Kilo, but he was getting the bags out of the back of the vehicle. Relaxing, I followed Roger in.

A woman was standing there, beaming, as if this was a social call instead of what it really was. “Hi, Sweetie,” she said to me. “You can call me Prissy.”

“It’s so nice to meet you,” I told her and went willingly when she pulled me into her own embrace. It was Mama and Carmen’s turns next.

Kilo and Overdrive dropped our bags off inside the house and I went over and hugged Overdrive. I laughed as he wiggled his brows at Kilo. Then I was wrapped up in Kilo’s arms again, like he needed to erase Overdrive’s hug. “Come back to me,” I whispered.

“I will,” he said. “Don’t worry. Just have a good night and try to get some rest. Tomorrow will be a whole new day.”

“I love you, Kilo.”

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