Page 73 of Two Chambered Heart

He scoffed. “I’d just prefer not to come home and have to clean up the mess you’d leave bleeding out on our gym floor.”

“Oh, come on! I’m not throwing them at myself! I’m throwing them at the target. What else am I supposed to do all day? Kayden, tell him it’s fine.”

Kayden was willing to say what his brother wasn’t. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Corey stomped over to the knife stand and took a few more knives. Then she flung them hard at the target, one at a time. One landed in the throat and two more landed in the chest. Her accuracy was remarkable, and slightly frightening, if he was being honest.

She turned at them, waving around the two other knives she still held. “Don’t make me start throwing these at you! I can handle them. You’re not locking this room!”

This was the closest he’d seen her to throwing a tantrum since they’d found her. She was fighting more for this than she’d fought over anything.

“Fine,” Jason relented. “But it’s your funeral.”

He stalked out of the gym, letting Kayden know he’d meet him in the front hall after his shower.

Corey smirked at his retreating back, spinning one knife in her hand.

Kayden wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his front.

“I like the way you handle those, Little Fox,” he whispered, nipping at her earlobe. “But I meant what I said. Please be careful.”

“Don’t worry, Kay. It’s just like darts. And I always win at darts.”

He pulled the remaining knives from her hands and kissed her. With his lips still on hers, he flicked them over his shoulder, listening for the thud of the wood and clink of metal.

When he finally pulled himself away from her, Corey saw the two knives embedded snugly beside the ones Jason had thrown.

She laughed. “Bullseye.”

Chapter twenty-seven

- Kayden -

Getting through the city without Corey was a fresh kind of hell. For weeks, he’d been able to escape the overwhelming noise by dragging his woman around with him. Not that she protested. It was clear that she was as happy to spend time with him as he was to spend the day with her. But now, weaving through traffic on the packed downtown streets, the internal rattle from his proximity to so many people was raging in his brain.

He focused on the bike between his legs, trying to keep his overstimulated brain from replacing the bike with the thought of Corey between his legs. He followed closely behind Jase, picking up speed to get out of the city faster. The drive to Alpha Moneta’s warehouses was as familiar to him as his motorcycle. It required very little thought, which left him little to distract himself with.

Today’s transaction was big, 20 million dollars big, but most of them were. He wasn’t concerned about it. Though Jason had been on edge since the Kovack situation, Kayden trusted the position they held in the black market drug trade. They had gotten to where they were because they’dspent the last decade being as ruthless as possible, climbing the ladder and doing what no one else was willing to do, or could do.

Finally, they broke through the congested streets and had the open road ahead of them. Jason accelerated, the roar of the engine drowning out the lingering static in Kayden’s head. He changed gears and shot off after his brother.

They made it to the warehouse quickly, pulling out the truck and loading it with the metal crates, letting the automated machines do the heavy lifting.

It was the first time they had left Corey at the penthouse alone, and Kayden was feeling antsier than he had expected. He wanted to get back to her.

“Chill out, dude,” Jason said to him.

“What?” Kayden didn’t even take his eyes off the machine, loading one of the last crates into the truck.

Jason motioned to the knife that Kayden was absentmindedly spinning around on his fingertip. “You’re fidgeting so badly, I’m actually worried you’re going to take your own eye out.”

Kayden grinned and put the knife back in its holster. “Sorry. I just want to get this over with and get back home.”

“No, you want to get back to that girl.”

Kayden rolled his eyes at his brother. “Yeah, that girl you had your fingers in the other night.”

Jason didn’t answer. Kayden decided to push his buttons. “She liked it, by the way.”

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