Page 76 of Seduction

I need these fuckers off my heels long enough for me to locate Ollie. But in order to locate Ollie, I need to fucking see.

I watch the steps I take, stepping when I hear the others move to cover the echo of the crunching snow beneath me, so they don’t find me prematurely. I make my way slowly back to the ruins of our car, cautious of the broken glass.

I ease back into the front seat and want to cry when I get my hands on my gun.

Backing out gently, I sit beside the car for a minute sending silent apologies to my girl, my little brother, and the men who became my brothers in case this all goes to shit even worse than it already has.

My life was nothing before they came into it. They’re unstable, sure, but they helped me find where home truly is. Where I’m complete and happy, and loved.

I hear the crunching of the boots drawing closer, and let my eyes fall shut. Pride overtakes me as I click the lighter and toss it onto the gas tank facing the sky.

“I’ll show you what happens when you decided to fuck with the wrong family,” I yell, watching in delight as the lighter catches and a sudden whoosh of the fire ignites, lighting up the night sky.

Shoving away from the car, I run. I run toward my freedom, toward hope, and my will to live through this night.

The explosion happens so fast I’m slung off my feet, but my focus has never been so goddamn clear. I eye my first victim and aim, grinning like a crazy bastard.

“Hello, boys. I’m your Huckleberry.”

Mathias

I was right. She has to be an angel.

There’s no way she’s human with how sweet and gentle she is. How she’s taken my horror story of a past and moulded herself to be what I need? It’s just not normal.

I’d be upset that she was pretending to be something she wasn’t for me, but I could see it in her eyes when she kneeled before me, that it was something she wanted. Hell, maybe even needed.

It’s like she was created to ease and heal each one of us in a different way, and it’s a true blessing.

Staring down at her softness as she puts the soap down, she turns back to look at me.

“What is it?” she asks, a look of nervousness on her face that rivals my own.

“I think…I think I want to kiss you,” I admit, feeling like I’m going to puke just thinking about it.

“Kiss me?” she whispers, searching my face.

“Yes. Maybe not big or deep… but I feel this need to run my lips over yours. I’ve never felt that before.”

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before opening them and looking right at me.

“Then kiss me, Matty. I’m yours just as much as I’m theirs. It doesn’t matter how long it takes us to get to the deeper parts, but I’m yours. Take what you need,” she whispers.

Slowly, God, so fucking slowly, I step closer to her and watch as she sucks in a sharp breath. Aside from the nights at her cabin when she was having a nightmare, we’ve never been this close before.

Her breathing is slightly heavy like she’s waiting in nervous anticipation.

Leaning down, I keep my eyes open, staring into hers as I slowly lower my head. My lips barely graze hers and I let out a groan, feeling my dick swell at the simple touch.

She’s so soft against me, and I love the look of pure love and contentment on her face as I just hold my lips against hers before pulling back.

“Wow,” she whispers, her eyes fluttering as her fingers move to her mouth.

“I didn’t think I’d ever feel that,” I tell her truthfully, and she blushes.

“You can kiss me anytime you—” She’s cut off by a knock on the bathroom door.

“Guys! Hurry up! I know you’re going through a lot, but we can’t get a hold of Luke and Ollie,” Torren yells through the door, and Haliee’s scared eyes meet mine.

We both know not being able to reach either of them is a really bad fucking sign.

“Matty,” she whimpers, tears filling her eyes, and I reach my hand up to cup the back of her head, leaning down to press my forehead against hers.

“You were strong for me, Angel girl. I need you to be strong for them. We’ll find them,” I promise her, and she nods as a tear falls down her cheek

Helping her out of the shower, we both quickly lose the wet underwear, and she steals a pair of my joggers and a shirt before heading to the living room to come up with a plan.

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