Page 26 of Dead Woman Walking

His eyes narrow a bit, dropping over my body. He has been so sweet to me, making sure I eat and comforting me after nightmares. But today, I feel like myself. Finally, I wear a thong and one of his T-shirts over it, like a dress. “I’ll figure out what to do with you. Are you hungry?”

Lust rushes to my stomach. “No, I ate all your breakfast.”

“Make sure you bring the plate downstairs, Artemis,” he tsks, leaning back on the counter to continue eating. My eyes run over his body. Evander is extremely tall, almost insanely. He is at least six foot something, compared to my five foot five self. He stands before me shirtless, showing off his toned body.

Yummy.

I can’t keep my hands off him. I run my finger over his lower back, then up his shoulders. He has a lot of scars, but I know the scratches on his shoulder blades are from me. Leaning down, I kiss his back. “I’ll make sure to bring the plate down and wash it. Thank you again for cooking for me.”

He glances over his shoulder, hair falling from his messy bun. “You’re welcome, baby. I’ll be at the office late today.”

I nod. I knew this was going to be like this. We all took some time off, but now reality is setting back in. We have bills to pay and lives to live.

I move from the kitchen, plopping on the couch with Kyler. His eyes barely move from his games as one hand pulls me closer to him. His arm rests on my thigh as I watch him play, talking about the game every once in a while. I try hard to switch my brain off and not think aboutthem.

“Alright, I’m off,” Evander announces as he grabs his bag by the door.

I turn around, looking up at my hot guy in his work outfit. I was glad he let me style him because his pants fit better, showing off his nice ass. His sweaters are more appropriate for his job, even though he rarely gets seen. Slowly, I stand from the couch, moving to him. “Have a good day, baby.”

He runs his hand down my hips, pushing up my shirt and grabbing my ass. “Have a good day with Kyler. Hopefully he doesn’t just focus on the games and forgets to take care of you.”

“Fuck off,” Kyler mutters, making me smile.

I tilt my head back, reaching and pulling his head down. Our lips press together, and I savor the taste of coffee on his lips. Slowly, we kiss, his one hand holding me flush against his body.

He groans and pulls back. “You’re going to make me late.”

With a sigh, I let him go.

A finger hooks under my chin, and he forces me to look up at him. “I missed you, pretty girl. I can’t wait to spend some time with you.”

My heart swells. I’ve been alone mainly these last few days. “I can’t wait either. I missed you too.”

He kisses my head, and I watch him move to the garage. I can hear his car starting up. I missed all of my men in every single way. They have been so loving and very patient.

After a moment, I move back to my spot on the couch. Once comfortable, I pull out my phone and text Jax.

“Missed you this morning. I hope you have a good day at work,” I send it, turning my attention to the television screen.

After a few minutes, he texts back with a selfie of him and a sick dragon tattoo that he did on someone’s back. His message reads, “I gave you a kiss this morning, but you were half asleep. I’ll see you when I get home, baby. Doing some sick ass tattoos right now.”

I smile, setting down the phone. Though Jax isn’t affectionate, he still shows he loves me in his own love language. My eyes fall on the game Kyler is engrossed in then I glance back at him. His dark eyes are trained on the TV, mouth opened a bit. His hair is pulled back, showing off the piercings he has in his ears. I can also see more of his face. I like seeing his face more, especially when he is cleanly shaved.

My finger reaches out and brushes his sharp chin.

His head turns slightly, but not enough to give me his full attention. His eyes still glued to the game.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Standing, I move in front of the television.

“Artemis! Come on! You could go after—”

My shirt hits the floor, leaving me in just a thong.

A smirk curls on his lips, eyes locked on my body. His hand pushes the controller to the side as he reaches for my hips.

Moving closer, my hands move up my ribs, pushing up my heavy breasts.

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