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All right. Pee, wash your hands, and then come here.Izzy amusement came through their bond.
The outer door opened, and two women entered. One was fully clothed with a vest and jeans. She kept her long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was tall, certainly taller than the other woman who held on so tight it was as if she thought her immediate gratification depended on it. The smaller woman wore red bikinis and nothing else.
The sex in the Dragon Skulls club was off the charts. And Ulises was right. No one cared if they fucked when other people were around.
Todd shook his head when they didn’t acknowledge him. Instead they took over the stall in the corner. One of them, probably the biker lady, locked the door behind them.
“Fucking stinks in here.” One of them said.
“That’s what I said.” Ulises answered even though they hadn’t been talking to him. “Toddy, I love you. Can you make me cinnamon rolls?”
“When we get home.”
“I want them right now.”
“Now I do too.” One woman said and then chuckled.
The other said, “Focus, honey. Focus.”
“That’s the thing. Pot makes me focus on snacks.”
Todd chuckled. “Me too. Not that I have any.”
“Oooh, I want some of that too.” Ulises stood. Todd could hear him stumble against the stall wall. It was the only reason Todd knew he stood. “Toddy. I need help.”
Todd rattled the stall door. “Unlock it, Ully.”
Was it Todd or was his vision blurred? He blinked, trying to get his eyes to stop doing crazy things.
The door unlocked and Todd pushed inside.
Ulises shook his head as if trying to clear it. He said something but he slurred his words.
Todd helped Ulises get his pants up and fastened, but it took a lot longer than it should have. Todd held on to Ulises as they both fell to the floor.
Izzy. Something’s not…
Before he passed out, he saw the smaller woman fall to the bathroom floor. Then the other one fell. The blackness came and all he could think about was the smell of rotten eggs.
Chapter Thirty
The moment his boys disappeared from his mind was the worst moment of Izzy’s life. He growled and shifted partially. His hands turned into his dragon’s, growing claws. He tried to talk to them through the link. Even going so far as threatening them with a punishment if they didn’t answer him, but they never did.
Daruss stood when he did. Izzy’s sudden change in behavior put him on alert. “What is it?”
Jude and Raylee stopped making out long enough to meet Daruss’s gaze. “Stay here.”
Raylee slid off Jude’s lap and sat beside him. “What’s wrong?”
Instead of answering, Izzy headed for the hall. As soon as he got there, a human, came from the bathroom area. He held his nose and swayed on his feet as if he were drunk. Izzy caught him before he fell over.
“Did you drink too much?” Izzy asked the boy and then sniffed him. He didn’t smell like alcohol.
The guy shook his head. “I’m drinking soda. Nothing else.”
“Smells weird. Like chemicals,” Daruss whispered. He waved his hand in a circle. It was their sign to shut the club down. “Buddy up when leaving. I want guards posted outside.”
Izzy handed the boy off to Daruss who took him over to the couch with Jude and Raylee. Raylee was a nurse and could assess him. Maybe they could figure out what the hell was wrong.
