“Keep your pants on.”
“If you’re lucky!” I yelled as I made my way out to my living room.
I would be taking Adeline to school today, due to her rental car being damaged in the fire. Or, at least, that was what she thought. In reality, I wanted to keep an eye on her, otherwise I’d have let her use my truck.
Sure, the rental had seen a bit of damage, but not enough to make it unusable. She didn’t need to know that, however. I’d had it towed by Dixie last night, so she wouldn’t even see it to know that I’d lied.
Although ‘lied’ was such a harsh word. I liked ‘omitting the truth’ better.
Once I dropped her off, I’d be stopping by her mechanic and having a word, because two months was just an insane amount of time to have someone’s car, warranty job or not.
It was also something I’d been meaning to do for going on two weeks, but hadn’t found the time to accomplish it yet.
“You’re going to need a coat today! It’s colder than hell!” I yelled to her.
“Do you have a sweatshirt I can borrow?” Adeline yelled back from my bedroom.
I laughed as I flicked on the coffee pot and started it before going back into the bedroom.
“Why is it I always find you on your knees?” I asked when I found her down on her knees looking under the bed. She wiggled her ass, taunting me. “How hard do you think it would be to get those pants back on?”
“Too long. I’d be really late for work. Ewwww!” She yelled as she backed out from under the bed, flicking a pair of black lace panties at me.
“All I wanted was my socks!” She yelled shrilly giving me a nasty glare.
I shrugged. “I never promised to be a princess when you met me. But I also haven’t slept with another person in well over two months now. Although, I haven’t cleaned out from under my bed since I moved in.”
Her face lost a little bit of its disdain, and then it soon filled again with horror. “Please tell me you’ve at least washed the sheets since then.” She pleaded.
I thought back to the last time the sheets had been washed, taking a few moments too long in coming up with the answer. Which led to Adeline fake gagging, dropping down on the floor to her knees, and then further to her back where she proceeded to pretend to convulse.
I watched her antics with a smile on my face, and let it go on for a good three minutes before she finally tired herself out.
Panting, she said, “I’m gonna need another shower.”
I eyed her. “Yeah, you probably will. There’s sweat on your forehead. You probably worked up a good sweat everywhere else, too.”
“That’s okay, I used your deodorant. I probably smell all sexy like you always do. I’m more talking about the sex cooties I caught from your sheets.”
I rolled my eyes, leaned down, captured her waist, and hoisted her onto my shoulder.
Then I leaned down, grasped her shoes, stopped by my own dresser for a pair of socks, walked into the living room, and then tossed her down on the couch where I proceeded to pull my socks up past her knees, where I started putting her tennis shoes on.
“Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever had this happen to me before.” Adeline giggled.
“I can see how you’re late every morning with the way you jack around. We’d have been there by now two times over if you hadn’t seized.” I quipped.
The un-socked foot slithered up my leg, and came to a rest between the juncture of my thighs.
The toes of her foot scrunched and released, massaging my balls, and making me really contemplate the daily activities I had planned.
“I can’t be too late. I have a teacher conference with the kid who hit me, and his parents.” She said, moving her foot up and down my growing shaft.
My eyes went from her shoes to her face and tilted to the side in question.
She shrugged. “Apparently, they didn’t like the fact that he was suspended for two weeks. Personally, I think that was pretty fair on my part since I was the one who got punched, but who am I to say anything?” She asked as she dropped her foot and shoved it into the shoe without even untying the strings.
He glared at her. “If you could’ve done that, why’d you let me tie the first one?”
She smiled and stood, which put her crotch perilously close to my face.
My hands went from my knees to her knees, and then traveled up her legs to come to a stop where her ass met her thighs, and I squeezed.
Then I stood, sliding up until our bodies were touching from chest to thigh.
She looked up at me, smiled, and then patted my chest before she went to the kitchen and drank my cup of coffee.
“Hey!” I said indignantly.
She shrugged. “You snooze you lose.”
Thirty minutes later, I pulled up to the front of the school, and dropped my feet to the ground as I waited for Adeline to dismount from behind me.
“Thanks for the ride!” She yelled over the sound of the engine.
Before she could get too far, I yanked her hand and pulled her down low so I could plant a long, wet kiss on her mouth, delving my tongue only slightly in before I let her go and rumbled out of the parking lot.
Then I set out to Reed’s Auto Body to ask about a car.
***
“What’s this I hear about you knocking Reed’s head against the glass window of his shop?” Silas asked.
I ground my teeth, annoyed that I’d let that little fucker get to me.
I’d never intended to do anything but inquire about Adeline’s car, but when I’d walked in and found her car in the very corner of the shop covered in dust and in pristine condition, I’d gotten a little pissed.
“Reed had Adeline’s car fixed for nearly a month now and hadn’t given it back to her because of some miscommunication between Reed, Adeline and Adeline’s insurance agency. He’d gotten a mechanic’s lien on the fucking car because the insurance was refusing to pay any added cost. Instead of taking it up with Adeline, he waited the required thirty days it took for him to get the mechanic’s lien, and now he owns her car. I was able to get the title back... with a little persuasion.”
I was still pissed about it. Reed was a little weasel dick of epic proportions, and today I’d gotten very close to beating the shit out of a man nearly half my size in front of, at least, four other people.
Luckily, Trance was the one to show up since he was closest to the call, and refused to take Reed’s statement.
“What?” Silas barked in astonishment. “You’ve got to be shitting me!”
I shook my head, pelting back the last swig of my beer before I slammed it down on the counter.
“You’re only staying for one beer?” Loki questioned, as I made my way to the door.
I nodded. “Yeah, I just had to come in here and drop some paperwork off in the safe. Adeline gets off in,” I said glancing at my watch. “Fifteen minutes, and I have to take her by her sister’s house to help move a couch and some chairs. Trance is meeting me there.”
Loki nodded, taking a sip of his own beer before tossing the empty in the metal barrel at the end of the bar, and asked, “Need any help?”
I looked at Loki and saw that he wasn’t looking so good. “Absolutely. We’re going to go out to dinner later. Want to come to that, too?”
Loki only nodded. “Yeah, that would be good. Thanks.”
Loki was an undercover cop for the Benton Police Department.
Right now, he was in the middle of an undercover operation that made him grow his hair out, as well as look and act like an addict. He even used sterilized needles to break his skin at certain popular body parts that most junkies used to shoot up for authenticity.
He also looked shittier than I’d ever seen him look in my ten years of knowing the man.
Silas only waved as he went about working on his laptop, which he’d been doing for the entire time I’d been there, and would probably continue to do for the rest o
f the night.
I never asked what he did for a living, but I assumed it had something to do with the US Government. Maybe one of the ABC agencies.
Not that it mattered what he did.
Silas was a good man, and I’d follow him into the pits of hell.
“Where’s she live?” Loki asked as he mounted his bike.
I noticed that he no longer wore a helmet like he’d done before this job, and had to wonder why he’d made such a drastic change in something that was so ingrained that it became second nature; but I wasn’t sure I wanted to pry right now.
“The Eastland’s. She has a town house in the first complex.” I explained as I moved to my own bike.
The helmet that I normally wore slid on my head, and I got a faint whiff of Adeline, making me sad that I wouldn’t be smelling that anymore. I’d purchased Adeline her own helmet that morning.
Loki followed me to Adeline’s school where we both pulled up to the red fire lane before turning our bikes off.
School had let out over an hour ago, so we were alone in the parking lot, which was why Loki said what he said next.
“After this next assignment, I’m thinking about going nomad for a while. I can’t breathe here.” Loki said, surprising the shit out of me.
I looked over at him sharply, taking in his appearance, the bruises on his arms, scrapes on his fists, and finally, the way his clothes were starting to get loose. They weren’t fitting anywhere near how they used to.
Therefore, I said the only thing I could, knowing Loki was going to do what he wanted to do, no matter the consequences. “Do it.”
His head hung, as if having the support of another brother took some hidden weight off his shoulders and made him limp with relief.
“I met someone. She hates cops.” Loki admitted a few silent minutes later.
I leaned forward, resting on the gas tank and asked, “Why?”
Loki studied the brick facing on the schools outer walls and shrugged. “I should’ve never taken this job. I knew going into it that it’d be my last. I was tired of playing somebody else. The girl, Channing, lives next to my ‘house’ and looks at me as if I’m the scum of the earth. Scared shitless of me. Anyway, I have all the evidence on Varian Strong that I’m going to need and this case will be wrapped up by the weekend. I’m going to talk to Silas once it’s all done and probably take off after the run this weekend; they’re going to need me to stay gone until the trial. Might go visit my momma in Florida for a while.”
“You love her, don’t you?” Adeline’s sweet voice said from in front of us.
My eyes snapped forward, surprised to see Adeline standing in front of us. She had a bag over her shoulder, and the sweatshirt I’d let her borrow was tied around her waist, allowing the tattoos on her arms to be seen clearly.
And her face looked stricken.
For my brother.
Something about her being concerned for one of my brothers, my family, made a piece of my jaded heart start to burn. I didn’t know with what, yet, but I knew it was something important.
My brothers meant the world to me.
When my father kicked me out of the house, I’d joined the Army since I had no other options. I didn’t have anybody I could turn to; no close friends or family that might be able to help me. Over time, though, I’d made good friends and gained a family. Consequently, it was important to me that Adeline liked my family and that my family liked Adeline.
Loki shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. I’m not pursuing anything with her. She’s already made up her mind about me, and I have a feeling that finding out I’m a cop might make it even worse.”
“I think you’d do better giving her the benefit of the doubt. You don’t know what she’d do until you ask her.” Adeline said softly before handing her bag to me.
I stowed her bag and smiled when I saw her place a soothing hand on Loki’s shoulder before she came to me, gave me a soft kiss on the lips, and mounted the bike behind me.
“Ready to go to your sister’s?” I asked as she wrapped herself around me.
At her nod, I handed over the helmet that was resting on my lap, causing her to squeal in excitement. “Woo hoo! It even has my initials on it!”
I rolled my eyes, winked at Loki’s amused expression, and started my bike.
The road to Adeline’s sister’s place was one of the less traveled ones, and when I got onto the grounds that the complex was located on, I was surprised.
The complex was one of the newer ones in between Benton and Shreveport, and I’d only seen it from afar.
It was new, and had live in staff to help those that needed it, but allowed the residents to have some sense of self-reliance.
Adeline had told me that this complex was booked full for nearly a year in advance by those that were blind, deaf or both. There were a few people here that would’ve never been able to make it on their own otherwise.
I didn’t need directions to which house was Viddy’s, because I could see her lying on her couch. The couch that was outside the apartment building sitting on the front lawn of the closest condo.
I could see Adeline out of the corner of my eye shaking her head, and had to suppress the thought that I knew Adeline wouldn’t appreciate.
But the facts were glaringly obvious; they were exactly alike. I could see Adeline doing the very same thing at her own place when she moved in.
We pulled up to the parking spot that was directly in front of Viddy’s couch and shut the bikes off.
Viddy didn’t even stir.
If I didn’t know better, I would’ve assumed she was deaf because she never even flinched when two huge Harleys came within three feet of her face.
Adeline jumped off the bike as soon as I set the kickstand down, going from one fantasy to another in a split second.
“Oh, my God.” Loki said. “I’ve never had twins before.”
I punched Loki in the shoulder hard enough to make him fall back a few steps. Hell, the same thoughts had flashed through my own head the first time, too.
Loki laughed at my reaction, taking a step backward so he was out of punching range, just in case.
Adeline had flipped over the back of the couch to where she was smashed up between the back of the couch and Viddy. Their bodies were plastered together and, for some odd reason, my dick thought that it was just the best idea in the world to have two hot sisters on the same couch together, entwined around each other.
Three hours later, we’d moved in Viddy’s couch, bookshelf, dresser, and wrought iron bed that weighed nine hundred pounds.
Trance had shown up just in time to help move the bed from hell, thankfully, or we might not have been able to do it.
The good thing was that Viddy was on the first floor, and we didn’t have to maneuver the beast up the steps. That would’ve been something to watch.
“Viddy, I’m going to go find some clothes. Do you still have some of my spares in your closet?” Adeline asked Viddy.
She nodded, too absorbed in her conversation with Trance to notice her all that much, and I was working with Loki to get a bookshelf anchored to the wall to notice Adeline stop by Viddy’s purse and put something in there.
***
Twenty minutes later, I found myself eyeing the lipstick Viddy was using with surprise.
Was that shaped like a dick?
Upon closer examination I found that it was, indeed, a dick.
Viddy was rubbing a clear sheen of lipstick over her mouth with a dick shaped stick.
Trance, who’d been talking to me, looked over to see what had caught my attention and growled low in his throat when he saw what she was using.
Stomping over, he ripped the offending object out of her hand.
“Hey!” She yelled. “Give that back, Trance.”
I wondered how she knew it was Trance, but that paled in comparison when Viddy raised her arm and punched Trance in the shoulder before calling him
a ‘bully.’
“You have a dick shaped lipstick tube and you’re rubbing it all over your lips in front of us. What’d you want me to do? Let you use that in public?” Trance growled.
“A dick?” Viddy asked in surprise. Then her face changed; even behind the glasses she always wore, I could tell she was pissed. “Adeline, you bitch!”
Adeline, who’d been standing in the doorway watching the whole scene in a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt, started to laugh hysterically.
“That was for sending me your fat jeans.” Adeline glared at her sister.
Viddy started laughing then, too, and the tension between the two was broken before it even got started. Which surprised me, because my sister was a vindictive little shit, and could hold a grudge for months.
She also fought dirty, and these two did not. It was all in good fun, and they knew how to laugh it off.
“My sister would’ve castrated me if I’d done that.” Loki observed from his end of the bookshelf.
I looked over at the man and saw him smiling for the first time in weeks. “Yeah, mine would’ve, too.”
“One of my brothers would’ve held me down while the other beat the shit out of me. Then they would’ve salted my wounds. Maybe even drowned me afterwards.” Trance smiled wistfully.
We all turned and looked at him, even Viddy.
“Okay then,” Adeline said, eyes wide. “Is there anything else you need out today, Viddy, or do you want me to get the rest of it tomorrow?”
Viddy stood there thinking for a few more moments before she snapped her fingers together. “I need Hemi’s tennis balls. I go play with him in the morning, and if I don’t have those, he’ll get mad at me.”
I glanced down at the dog in question, saw him lying in the middle of the floor like a bump on a log, and had to laugh. “This dog will get mad at you?” I asked in surprise.
Hemi was the sweetest dog I’d ever met. He was snowy white with splotches of muddy brown interspersed throughout his coat. His eyes were the warm color of honey, and he was the softest thing I’d ever felt.
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