Page 131 of Property of Necro
“Doc just carried her into the cabin to get some sleep.”
Excuse me?
“You let him carry her?” I snarl and grind my molars together to keep from saying rude shit to Rot that will do more harm than good. We’re riled up. Not thinkin’ straight. Our prez tried to leave us, again.
“He didn’t ask.”
That’s not… Fuck!
I grip my knees so hard it’s a miracle my fingers don’t shatter. “Did you see where he put her?” I force out.
“No.” The dumbass shakes his head. “But he has an extra bedroom. I’m sure that’s where she’s at.”
Or she could be in his bed. It doesn’t take a goddamn rocket scientist to see how sexy she is. Anyone with two eyes can see it. Doc’s an equal opportunist. After working on Necro, she’d be the perfect distraction to wind down.
Hairs rise on the back of my neck at the thought of anyone besides us touching her. He shouldn’t have carried her inside. That’s our job.
“Go check,” I demand.
Rot sighs. “Coffin. She’s fine.”
He doesn’t know that.
Darkness slithers through my gut,hungry for blood. I shake my head. No. I can’t do this right now. “I wasn’t asking, brother. I’m fuckin’ tellin’ you. Check. Make sure.” I force the words from my throat, sounding like I’m possessed by a demon.
“Yeah. Okay.” Rot relents, raising his hands. “But you need some rest, too. I’ll rest with Sola for a while, and I’ll set my alarm so we can take shifts.”
“We don’t need to take shifts. I’ve got this.” I glance over at Necro. I’ve more than got this. Rot can care for Sola. She likes him better anyway, and I can stay here with our brother to make sure nothing pops off.
“I’m not asking, brother. I’m fuckin’ tellin’ you,” Rot cocks off, raising an eyebrow to see if I’ll challenge him. When I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, he adds, “Sola needs us. Both of us. She just watched Necro try to kill himself, and this time he almost succeeded.”
Sitting back in the chair with my legs spread, I tuck my arms across my chest and huff. “Fine. But if we don’t get him straightened out for good, we won’t be so lucky next time.”
“I know.”
“He’s gonna hate us for this.”
“Too bad.” Rot shrugs, not giving a single fuck. “He doesn’t get to let his shitty past dictate our futures.”
“I can take a shift,” Mama offers from the doorway, where he has been listening the whole time.
“I appreciate it, VP, but we’ve got this. If you could handle the other brothers, we can handle this one and our woman.”
Nodding along with my instructions, even though heoutranks me, Mama replies, “Sounds good. Holler if you need me.” He clasps Rot’s shoulder on his way out.
“I don’t know what we did to deserve a VP like him, but we’re fuckin’ lucky,” Rot comments.
“Yeah. He’s a good guy. Now go check on Sola.” I flick my chin at the exit.
“Yeah. Yeah.” Sighing like I’m puttin’ him out, when we know I’m doin’ nothing of the sort, Rot slaps the plastic flap open but doesn’t walk through. “I’ll send ya a picture of my dick in her ass. Ya know, for confirmation.” Looking at me over his shoulder, he smirks.
Ugh.
I scowl so hard my forehead aches. “You’d better not.” He better leave those pretty cheeks alone. That ass is for us to share. Later. When Necro’s alive and well.
“Fine,” he sings far too upbeat. “In her mouth, then. She loves a good pacifier.” Rot sucks in his cheeks like he’s sucking on one, and I bark a laugh at his dumbass.
“Fuck off, asshole. She does not.”
