Page 24 of Twice the Rivalry

“Oh, so you think you can call dibs now?” Hazard asked, eyes flashing dangerously.

Slip held his gaze, unafraid. “I called dibs the day she fucked me over in high school, and then again when she and her fucking team fucked us on that mission. And you agreed, so no point in getting pissed off about it now.”

Hazard scowled silently at him until finally he shrugged and said, “Whatever, you can have the bitch. I want their team leader. I got plans for him after all that bullshit. Find us a way there that won’t get us recognized. We leave tomorrow.” Then he stood and stalked out, slamming the cabin door behind him.

Slip stood and headed for the small kitchen where he had set up his equipment. He was going to find her, alright, and when he did, he was going to settle things between them once and for all.

CHAPTERFOURTEEN

GLITCH

Her phone rang. Seeing it was Simba, she immediately protected and encrypted the call before she put on her headset and said, “About time you called me. I swear, you guys like to keep me on pins and needles when you leave.”

Simba’s chuckle filled her ears as she continued to ensure the call was untraceable. “You know how much I love to make you wait, darlin’,” he drawled.

“Edging is not an attractive habit,” she sniffed, though as soon as the words left her mouth, she could all but feel Code’s gaze on her. Not that she was going to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it. He could sit and wonder, for all she cared. Though she could admit that after their banter earlier, she was happy to give him a taste of his own medicine. He got under her skin and made her think of things she had no business thinking of, and she wasn’t about to fall for his pathetic attempts at distracting her. The man might think that he was some great gift to womankind, but to her, he was a nuisance.

“But it’s oh so fun,” Taz called out, not far away from wherever Simba was. “I made this one girl wait an hour before I let her cum, and it was the most glorious thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“Might have been glorious for you, but it sounds painful and annoying to me,” she scoffed. “Now, where are you?”

“Just hit a small town called Cape in Louisiana,” Simba replied. “We still have a ways to go, but we should be there tomorrow. Gonna grab a quick power nap before we get moving again.”

“That’s where this family friend of yours is?” she asked as she pulled up her map, working out the specifics of where they were heading and how long it might take them. “You told me where you are, but not where your final destination is.”

Simba sighed. “It’s the town next to the one where I grew up,” was all he said, unwilling to say the exact location.

Glitch’s instincts told her there was something about this place that he didn’t want to share. She’d be digging up those juicy details as soon as possible. “Alright. You have a place to stay when you get there?” she asked, not wanting to pry.

“Yeah, it’s all taken care of,” Simba replied. “I’ll let you know when we’re leaving here and when we get there. Then we’ll talk strategy.”

“Alright,” Glitch agreed.

“Hold on!” Taz yelled, and the sound of a small scuffle sounded before Taz came loud and clear on the line, meaning he stole Simba’s phone. Glitch rolled her eyes. Simba would kick his ass for that, but Taz wouldn’t care. “How is everything there? Is that bastard giving you a hard time? Or did you just straight up kill him and be done with it? Hide the body until we get back so we can bury it where they can’t find it.”

Glitch snickered. “Not yet, but if it happens, you’ll be the first to know,” she assured him. “I’m actually making a cheesecake right now. I need to check it, so go away.”

“Damn it, I want some,” Taz whined. “Your cheesecake is almost as good as sex, and that’s saying something.”

“I’ll make you one when you get back,” she promised him. “Think of it as prolonged edging, since you love that so much,” she added cheekily.

Taz laughed outright. “Deal.” Then he was gone and Simba came back on the line.

“I swear, I don’t know why we don’t leave him on the side of the road somewhere,” he grumbled.

“Because he’s passable comic relief?” she joked.

Simba chuckled. “I guess. No alerts or anything that anyone has joined the hunt for us?” he asked seriously.

“No, but that’s not to say they won’t still try,” she replied. “It’s only been a few days, and anyone would know that I’d be watching, so if they’re worth their salt, they’ll be using other methods to track us down.”

“You let me know if anything comes up and we’ll get back as soon as we can,” he ordered.

“Promise.”

“Good. Talk soon.” Then the line went dead and she pulled off her headset. She shut down her system and stood, heading for the door.

“Didn’t realize you and your team were that close,” Code remarked just before she reached the door.

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