Page 29 of Montana Falls
“Then I’d show Kody the time of his life and fuck him so good he got pregnant.” Lincoln laughed harder and lowered his hands, waving off our spar as finished, his mind clearly changing. “Shut up and give me three laps of the room. I want to see you struggle hard enough that your big mouth stays closed.”
“How mean. My mouth isn’t big. It’s perfectly sized.” I did as he asked anyway, even if running wasn’t really my thing. Not unless it was toward a football, sex thing with the people I loved, or one of Kody’s snacks. Those were things that I could happily run for, but there was none of that in sight.
Shame.
The minute I finished the laps, Lincoln blessedly decided he’d done enough, and we called it quits. Both of us were panting, sweaty and feeling the burn just enough that it would ache for a few hours, but not bad enough we’d need to collapse upstairs and be entirely useless for the rest of the day. An important fact, considering we were on the hunt for John and the others still.
A quick shower later in the far too white and empty gym bathrooms, we headed back upstairs, bickering about the best ways to prepare for another attack from John, not that either of us thought it would happen. We were all still sure it was a fluke. He hadn’t been there for us. He’d definitely come for one or both of the twins.
Maybe. Hopefully.
Honestly, it just seemed too suspicious for timing and had made us sure that John was working with his sister again, who I was far more concerned about. He’d turned up in England just as we had at his other sister’s house. There was no way that Cassie hadn’t been the one to tell him where to find Shannon and the twins. There was no way that she wasn’t here too. Plotting,waiting, lurking. Whatever else it was, sadistic fuckers enjoyed doing when they weren’t stealing people and murdering.
Unlike Sapphire, I hope she stayed away. I didn’t want that freak within shooting distance of my girl, let alone closer. Because as much as I would always defend Sapphire and do my best to keep her safe, I wasn’t a match for a stalker. One who had decades more on me, and somehow knew every tiny little thing we did or where we were.
Someone who could take my girl and hurt her beyond compare again…
Lincoln pushed open our suite door, a little too happy for my liking considering it was still early and I was getting more nervous with each second that passed.
“Honey, we’re home.” He called out through a slight yawn I wanted to copy as I looked around the room, seeking my favorite people first to find out if I could sneak in a good cuddle and nap.
They weren’t weird morning people, but there was a slight chance Lincoln had infected them with his early morning bug.
“Good morning.” The yawn finally escaped as I entered the room.
Mish was in the same spot on the couch he’d been most of the night before his nap, but seeing as he’d changed clothes, I had to presume he’d had a break at some point whilst I’d been gone. As much as it sucked that I couldn’t sleep with him again, I did like knowing that he had got up and changed, so was showing signs of caring for himself just a little.
I didn’t want him sliding back into how he’d acted after his dad’s death.
“Hey,papi,how was the workout withEl Diablo?” Sapphire was lying on the couch beside Misha, her head in Logan’s lap as he braided her hair.
She lazily moved between napping and watching our boyfriend work his pretty little ass off. If she’d been watchingMisha overwork, she would have said something too, so I didn’t worry for now, even if I made a note to keep an extra close eye on him for if he needed me to pull him back to earth again.
“As good as it could be in the middle of the night. How come you’re all up so early, too?” I blew her a kiss she caught with a grin.
“Mish had a notification on his laptop, and then we decided to just be awake.” She yawned. “I hope to find John before breakfast and celebrate his murder with waffles and chocolate and berries.”
“Ooh, what about pancakes?” I turned, finding Kody making his fancy coffee. “What do you say, Chef? Can you whip it up or shall we order?”
“I can make it if you order the ingredients.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “And if you admit my dick is bigger than yours.”
“I’ll tell you anything you wanna hear, sweet cheeks, if it gets me some of your food.” With only a small groan about the aches in my muscles, I headed into the kitchen, grabbing the pot of coffee off the side and a new mug for me as I repeated the rather graphic description of just how much better Kody’s dick was compared to mine, that even Sapphire groaned at hearing.
It was worth it, though. For pancakes and waffles and the rest of whatever else he could magic up.
The others had cups on the coffee table, so when I joined them; I topped their cups off to a murmur of thanks, even though Logan pulled the tiniest of faces at the fact the hotel room had run out of his tea already, and we had to wait another hour before we could call reception and ask for more.
I personally thought it was preposterous that an English hotel ran out of tea. Surely the lifeblood of their country should have been stocked up in a pile as big as a mountain.
“Here you go, Mish.” I poured his large white cup up near the brim and handed it over, doing my best not to spill it or scaldmyself as I sat down and handed it over. “I added extra sugar, so it was as sweet as you.”
“Thanks.” He kissed me in between sips of his coffee. That he didn’t even bother to wait to cool down. “I needed this. I think I found something, but I’m running on like two hours of sleep and I don’t know if I’m imagining it.”
“Go on, boy genius. Tell us all your secrets.” I settled into my seat as Kody and Lincoln joined us from the kitchen, the pair bringing coffees with them. Kody’s looking far fancier than ours, and definitely not from an instant pot.
Misha started rapid fire talking the moment they sat down, his lips moving quick enough I swore they blurred.
“So I found the CCTV cameras in the area around where Shannon lived. Plus, the doorbell ones and anything I could hack into, like the bus stops and speed cameras.” He flipped his laptop around, showing a view of the missing car of ours, Delilah climbing out of it.
