Page 16 of Sinning for Santa

“Just peachy.”

They all laugh.

Passing my compromised Land Rovers, I grit my teeth in frustration at how someone was fucking able to get close enough to fuck with them. Whoever this Mr V fucker is, he’s done his homework, and I don’t fucking like it.

Hurrying across the road and tram tracks, we walk in silence up the path to the side entrance of Conrad’s performance car dealership.

Once inside, he lights up the space revealing the cars in the showroom.

“Where’s the good one?” I ask as I lower my little mouse to her feet, only to score myself a harsh glare.

Shit. It looks like she wants to hit me.

How fun.

“You don’t need the good one. Just take one of these,” Conrad grunts but I shake my head.

“No way. Give me the red Corvette.”

Conrad rolls his eyes. “Fine. It’s in the back, but if you so much as scratch her, I’ll fuck you up.”

I chuckle, taking Jaxcen’s hand in mine and pulling her along with me. “I’d like to see you try.”

Ignoring Conrad’s grumble, I lead my little mouse into the back section of the dealership to find the sexiest fucking car I’ve ever seen.

It’s Conrad’s favourite, which is exactly why I’m insisting on taking it. Annoying him is worth his bitching.

As he hands me the keys, I notice Fallon eyeing Jaxcen, and I just know she’s about to start shit.

“You’re not his usual type.”

And there it is. Fallon being fucking Fallon. Always causing trouble.

Jaxcen scoffs, “I’m not with him.”

“One hundred bucks says you don’t last a day.” Fallon giggles and I roll my eyes, wanting to take the bet on a matter of hours instead of a day given what we shared in the confessional.

“Leave her alone, Fal.” Liam chuckles, before turning his sights to my little mouse. “Ignore her, she likes to stir shit.”

Fallon rolls her eyes. “As if he’s not going to be balls deep inside her as soon as he can. Look how protective he was of her when you were checking her out.”

“True.” Liam fucking nods, and I want to punch the fucker.

One glance at my little mouse shows how uncomfortable she is with this entire conversation. I could join my cousins in stirring things up, because that’s how we roll sometimes,but my need to get inside the car and out of here is eating at me.

Maybe it's because I want to get her alone. But then there's also the fact that this Mr V fucker is out there somewhere and I have no idea if he’s gearing up to hit again tonight.

He made his intentions clear, though. He noticed her. He noticed my reaction to her. And now it's put a target on her back.

“Come on, love.” I ignore my cousins and open the car door. “In you get.”

Frantic eyes dart to my cousins and then to me, before her timid plea reaches my ears.

“Please, I just want to go home.”

Gritting my fucking teeth, I don't miss the curiosity on my cousins’ expressions. They're waiting to see how I react. They’re waiting to see if I’ll give in and take my little mouse home. But I can’t do that. Not now that she’s attracted the attention of someone who is clearly out for revenge.

“For now, your home is where I say it is. Get in the fucking car,” I snap, and a whimper escapes her as she takes an uneasy step back.

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