Page 28 of Hell on Wheels

He tilted his head to the side, giving me a soft smile. “Well, I had a problem with that.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, you weren’t with me.”

Damn. I never had any guy saying things this sweet to me.

“Huh, I wonder if that means you have the hots for me.”

He blinked. “The hots?”

“You know,” I added with a wink, shaking my boobs in front of him. “You like what you see and want more.”

“Was there ever any doubt?” A confident smirk twitched his lips.

“Not really.”

As much as I enjoyed flirting, I had other things on my mind. “What are we going to do? Miguel is dead. I don’t know what happened to Angel. The Guerrero—”

“Shh,” he hushed. “I’ve got that handled.”

“You do?” I asked, sitting up as I rested on my knees.

“Yeah.”

I didn’t have any clue what that meant. “But—”

Flint cut me off when his mouth captured mine in a kiss so sensual and hungry my stomach did a quick little flop, and I felt tingles erupt along my skin.

His fingers curled around my bruised jaw when he leaned back, gently rubbing a thumb across the tender skin. “I’ve been thinking of hanging around here.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but I’d be damn lonely if you didn’t stay.”

There. He did it again. Sweet talk with a spicy flare.

“Who said I was leaving?”

“No one,” he replied firmly. “Definitely not me.”

“Well, I think you and Kane need someone to help keep an eye on you. You’re a magnet for trouble.”

“You’re right about that,” a deep voice added.

I glanced up and caught Patriot leaning against the doorframe.

He moved out of the way as Grim strolled in, followed by Mammoth and Rael, his VP and SAA, or so Flint mentioned last night before all the drama. “Nice to see you both up and awake.”

Flint snorted. “Can’t say the same for your front gate.”

Grim chuckled. “The prospects needed somethin’ to do. They’ll be busy for a long while. I’ve been wantin’ to upgrade security anyhow.”

Flint winced as he sat up straighter. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not. Angel needs to pay for what he did.”

“Yeah, he will,” Patriot agreed.

“Won’t that cause trouble for the Royal Bastards?” Flint asked.

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