Page 32 of The Devils Melody
I force myself to look back at Wren, ignoring the burning urge to slam Kage up against the car and beat him to shit. I’m done with his childish bullshit. “We need to leave. We have shit to do that doesn’t concern you.”
She looks at me as if I actually offended her this time. “Okay, well I didn’t fucking ask, but thanks for the unnecessary information, you prick.”
I can’t hold back the laugh that bursts out of my mouth. I step into Wren, giving her a look that is pure malice. “Oh sweetheart, you haven’t seen anything yet. I can show you, though, if you’d like? I know I would. That little stunt you pulled with Kage in the car would be a hell of a lot easier in my bed.”
The blush that paints Wren's face is subtle, but I don’t miss it. I know I affect her. I can see the way her body reacts to me. It's a high I can’t get enough of and I don’t plan on stopping tonight. She’s just going to have to get used to me poking and prodding.
Kage steps in between us, pushing me away from Wren, trying to create some distance. “Alright brother, that’s enough. Leave my girl alone,” he chuckles as if this is just some casual game to him. His hand drops from my chest, but the smug look he has never falters as his eyes gleam with a challenge.
I don’t bite. Butgoddamnit, I want to.
I take a step towards him, and he’s already grinning like he’s fucking won something. Or, someone. Fuckingasshole.
“What?” Kage laughs, his voice low and almost playful. It’s all a fucking game to him. He just wants to have fun. “You look angry. Are you gonna rip my head off, brother? Relax. You know we can share.”
I take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm that’s rolling through me. I don’t know if it’s the anger of seeing them together, the frustration of just wanting someone to fuck, or something else. Maybe I really did just want to be included, I don’t know, this whole situation is fucking confusing.
Wren doesn’t say a word to either of us. She just climbs into the driver seat of her old ass Honda, jaw clenched, and slams her door. A second later, the engine roars to life and she peels out of the parking lot, leaving nothing but a cloud of dust behind her.
I watch her go, heart pounding, fists clenched at my sides. Turning towards Kage, I see he’s already lighting a cigarette, looking way too pleased with himself. This is just another night to him. How does he fucking do that?
“You good?” he asks, exhaling smoke through his grin. “Or you gonna throw hands now?”
I think about it, really fucking mulling it over in my head. But there’s no way I could fuck up that perfect face of his. It would be a tragedy.
“You know I’m not just playing with her, right?” his voice low and casual. “I want you, too.”
His voice is like sandpaper across my nerves.
I stare at him, jaw flexing. “Fuck you.”
It sounds weak, even to me. He smiles wide, a smug look on his face. He knows he’s getting under my skin. I hate how calm he is. I hate that crooked smirk and the glint in his eye as if he knows things about me I haven’t even admitted to myself.
He fucking knows. He knows that I look at him too long. That my anger burns too hot. That I’m not just jealous of him being with her…but that I’m jealous ofherbeing withhim.That’s what fucks me up more than I care to admit.
Because I’m not supposed to want him. I’m not supposed to imagine what those hands felt like on me or what that mouth can do. The things he can do with his split tongue, and how fucking good it feels to have him run it up along my shaft before he takes me completely into his mouth. Or how it feels to let him in instead of pushing him away with every snarky insult and clenched fist.
He’s my fucking brother. That’s all he ever was supposed to be, but now he’s in my head. Twisted into every fucking thought, and when he tells me he wants me too, I feel it in my goddamn chest. I want to hit him. I want to taste him. I want to destroy him and then crawl into the wreckage with him like a fucking psychopath. But I don’t move, because I know if I take one step closer, I won’t be able to stop myself. With each day that passes, Iwonder why I even bother to fight the instinct to be with him.
My phone buzzes and I pull it out of my pocket. Jimmy’s name flashes on the screen. Turning away from Kage without another word, I swipe to answer. “Talk.”
Jimmy’s voice comes through, tight and rough as ever. “You wanted dirt on that Richard guy, yeah? Well, I got some.”
My whole body tenses as I put my phone on speaker and wave Kage over so he can hear this too. “Yeah? Lay it on me.”
“He’s not just some rich, drunk fuck with anger issues. The guy’s running something out of his basement, like some kind of side gig. Some real shady shit. I don’t have all the info yet, but he’s got guys coming and going at all hours.”
He pauses for a second, leaving the tension in the air thick.
“Nox, one of the guys' names was Kevin.”
Kage and I look at each other immediately.No. Fucking. Way. There’s no way that this could be the same fucking Kevin that Frankie died trying to protect.
“Jimmy, I need you to find out everything you can about this fucker and text me updates as they come in. Send me his address, now.” Within a second my phone buzzes with a text, and in another, the location is pulled up on my maps.
“Nox, I know you guys want this guy dead but you’re gonna have to keep him alive for now. He could have the answers to where the kids are being held and who’s in charge of this whole thing.”
The call is silent for only a few seconds until I finally give in. “Fine. I’ll give you a week. Then he’s dead.” I go tohang up the call, but Kage is quicker, grabbing the phone right out of my hand. I’m about to knock his ass out.
