Page 252 of Sticks and Stones
Well, someone called him out on that. Only, he couldn’t help himself. Half of the fun was luring Gene in with the Blackhawk grin. Why use it on a stranger when he could use it on his man?
“Darn. You figured me out.”
Gene knew he would succumb to that grin nine times out of ten simply because Ethan was too damn handsome for Gene’s own good.
“Let’s get started,” Gene offered.
That worked for him.
Getting up, Blackhawk put his gun on the table and took one from the case. He loaded it and then passed it to his partner.
After Gene handed him his, he did the same thing again, loading the one he’d be carrying.
When Gene joined him at the table, he grabbed one of the holsters and placed it at his back.
“We’ll hit Mario Turner first and see what he knows,” Ethan admitted. “If we want to get this done tonight, before the sun is up, we need to hope they talk.”
Gene was aware.
Later, they would both need to get some sleep at some point. It had been a long-ass day.
When Ethan looked over, Gene was grinning like a freaking lunatic.
“What?” Ethan asked.
Gene was a little too happy for this assignment all of a sudden.
The big man shared with him what was going on in his head, and it wasn’t sex.
“We’re going to get to beat on these assholes to get information out of them. I get to whip that POS’s ass for when he touched my man. I didn’t forget that he pulled on your hair and stared at your body. That’s my job.”
Blackhawk just shook his head.
Gene was going to enjoy this.
A little too much.
And honestly, he didn’t blame him. Mario Turner was a piece of shit.
Meanwhile…
Once out in the car, the masked military man pulled off his face covering and picked up his phone.
Making a call, he pulled out of the parking lot to go get into position. He was going to be following the men and helping if they got into some shit—by orders from the deputy director.
Only, before he started work, the real work, he needed to check-in with home.
And his girl.
When she answered, he was all smiles.
“Hey, Red Queen. Miss me?” Lewis asked.
She laughed.
“You’ve been gone three hours, and you took a call in the middle of sex, so what do you think?”
He laughed.
