The Boss
Near The Cars
While they had some downtime, they were taking a break. Ivan was doing calls, making sure everything was okay back at the cabin.
He’d found out that Wyler had a confrontation with Lance Running Wolf not that long ago, and for now, he was inside with Caryn, and they were upstairs in their bedroom.
He didn’t need to know what they were doing.
Wyler was a Blackhawk.
What shocked him this trip to the reservation was that the other Blackhawks weren’t making giggling noises and trying to hump each other.
That tended to be the norm in this world.
SecurityREALLYdidn’t need to hear it or see it. It was like finding your sister in the back seat of a car instead of at church.
It was gross and icky.
Truthfully, he was sure they would be back to their normal antics before long.
Four horny men didn’t stay inactive for long. All Ivan hoped was that they were behind a gated wall when the tomfoolery began.
Call him crazy.
But this was stressing him out.
Not far from him, Uriel and Rayna were whispering to each other, and the big man was leaning against their ride. Then, he actually pulled his com out of his ear, and opened the blacked-out ride’s door.
They got in.
Jesus.
H.
Christ.
What did a guy have to do to not watch others wanting to fornicate at all moments of the day?
When Gene saw him frowning, he laughed.
“What now?”
Because misery loved company, he pointed at the vehicle and where the two people had been.
“If that vehicle starts rocking, I’m dragging an Archangel out by his ear and sending him to the cabin.”
Gene snorted.
As did Takoda.
“I mean, it’s not like our vehicles haven’t seen action before,” Koda admitted. “My mom is an animal.”
That made Ivan laugh.
Because it was true.
“And if you think back, Elizabeth did tell Uriel to guard the lady. He’s just being REAL literal,” Gene admitted.