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Grim’s smirk brightens as he signs. “You know the drill, Jez. He signed up for this. We didn’t put a gun to his head.”
“There aren’t any active cases right now,” I retort.
“Like you, we don’t tell all of our business.”
I snort. “None of you tell me anything relating to the club. Which is part of the reason I’m not dealing with this shit anymore. You never treated me like an outsider before Soul and Malice came back.”
“And this is why your fuck toy manned up and decided to prospect.” Grim’s face is solemn. “You being left out wasn’t my call, Jez, and you know it. I know what you're capable of. Fuck, I taught you.”
I hang my head. “I know, big guy.”
During our exchange, Phantom’s eyes bounce back and forth between me and Grim.
Demon taps me on the shoulder to get my attention. “Phantom made his choice,” he says as he signs. “You can’t block the inevitable.”
“How long will it take?” I ask with my voice and my hands. “We have unfinished business.”
Grim shrugs. “As long as it takes. Come on, Prospect. The faster we get this done, the faster you can get back here and fuck the attitude out of that one.” He points at me.
Demon and Phantom chuckle, and my brows shoot up.
I throw a pillow at Grim, who dodges it easily. “Fuck you.”
Phantom grabs my hands and yanks me into his chest. I gasp when he grips the back of my neck and crashes his lips to mine. Moaning, I wrap my arms around him, leaning into the kiss.
Grim clears his throat, reminding us we’re not alone, and we break apart, both of us panting. Phantom looks at Demon with yearning desire. I know he won’t do anything provocative in front of club members without Demon initiating it. Demon is still coming to terms with wanting Phantom as much as I do, andPhantom won’t do anything to jeopardize the trust he’s already gained. To my surprise, Demon reaches for Phantom, his eyes flaring with need. Demon pulls him into his embrace, kissing him with the same ferocity that Phantom kissed me.
Grim smiles at me. “So, it’s like that, huh?”
“Got a problem with it?” I ask, knowing full well Grim doesn’t give a shit.
Demon releases Phantom as Grim responds.
“Nope,” Grim signs. “All I ever want is for my family to be happy. Besides, I can always kill him if he ever hurts either of you,” he adds.
Demon’s eyes widen in surprise. “Thank you for not judging me,” he signs.
Grim lifts his chin. “I’ll always have your back, brother.”
“I really need to learn sign language,” Phantom pouts.
We all laugh at his confusion. I wrap my arms around his waist. “I’ll teach you,” I promise.
Demon nods. “Me, too.”
After Grim and Phantom leave, Demon starts pacing across the floor. “You think he’ll be okay?”
I grimace. “Honestly, I don’t know. He knows what I’ve done, and to some extent, he knows what the club does, but until you actually see it…”
He scoops me up in his arms and carries me over to the bed. “We’ll be there to catch him,” he promises.
Demon sets me down on the mattress before reaching over his shoulder and yanking his shirt off in one swift move. My eyes rake over his abs which look as if they were sculpted by an artist. Demon grins as he watches me checking him out, and my self-control snaps.
I grab his wrist, yanking him to lay beside me. After pushing off the mattress, I quickly remove my shirt and yoga pants. The entire time, I watch Demon and soak in the way his nostrils flareand his eyes light up when I’m standing before him in my purple lace bra and matching thong. He crooks his finger, and I rest a knee on the mattress. He grabs my hips and drops me down, so I straddle his lap.
I push his shoulders down. “I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.”
Demon chuckles. “Feel free to do this anytime.” He twists us so his feet aren’t hanging off the side of the bed.