Page 28 of Stilettos & Whiskey
“Eat a tamale. If you keep it down, you can run a drone,” Lucas stated.
Giving him the stink eye, I headed for the kitchen. Who died and made him boss.
Lucas and Nate followed behind me.
I glanced over my shoulder. “What? You think Roger Evans is gonna run in and grab me?”
“Dunno. We can’t find him,” Nate replied.
“The little weasel is probably hiding out in Mexico.” I pulled a pan of tamales out of the refrigerator and set it on the counter.
Lucas handed me a plate.
“Thanks.” I put two tamales on it and stuck it in the microwave. “You guys want some too?” I hit the timer.
“We do.” Nate took more plates out of the cabinet.
My eyebrows rose as Lucas put six tamales on each plate. Sometimes I wondered why they didn’t weigh four hundred pounds.
The timer dinged. Taking my plate out, I grabbed a fork and sat down at the kitchen table.
Lucas put a 64-ounce bottle of water in front of my plate. “You’re dehydrated. Drink all of it.”
“Yes, lieutenant.” Did the ass want me to notice the bulge in his swim trunks was getting bigger? Maybe or maybe not. He probably thought I was still a virgin and would get all flustered? Ha!
If I wanted to rattle Lucas, I simply needed to take a page out of his playbook. Suppressing a smile, I took a bite of tamale and moaned. “Oh, God, it’s so good.” I suckled my fork like it was a big ass cock, then slowly licked my lips. “Yum.” I scooped up another bite of tamale and ran my tongue up and down it.
Lucas let out an audible gulp. “How many porn movies have you been watching?”
“I don’t watch porn movies.” Okay, Gemma, Mom and I watched a few for shits and giggles, but he didn’t need to know that.
“You don’t?”
I gave him my Debbie Sunshine smile. “I saw how many women you were sleeping with and decided to see what the fuss was all about. And damn, sex is pretty awesome.”
“You’ve had sex!”
“Well, yeah.”
Lucas’s horrified expression was hilarious. “Do Mom and Dad know?”
“Of course. Dad gave me the safe sex talk, and Mom used a banana to show me the proper way to put a condom on a guy. Gotta say, it’s kinda fun.”
Nate grinned. “I was there when Mom was teaching the girls about condoms and sex toys.”
“Sex toys?” Lucas parroted incredulously.
It took everything I had to keep from laughing. “You know, vibrators, and dildos.”
Lucas’s cellphone rang. He snatched it off the counter. “Lieutenant Stone.” He rubbed his forehead. “How long ago? Un huh. Let me check with Devon.” He walked out of the kitchen.
Nate took the chair next to me. “He really does love you.”
“He has a weird way of showing it.” I took another bite of tamale.
“He fell in love with you when Mom and Dad first brought you home. You were a cute little tyke and so heart broken.”
The pain came rushing back and tears filled my eyes. “I couldn’t save them. I couldn’t save them,” I whispered.
