Page 88 of Indecent Lies

The two men parted and Texas’ feet took him back to his bedroom to see she was passed out in her petite silver dress he thought she looked stunning in earlier when she pranced around the loft getting ready.

She did it on purpose with her little girl lashes batting at him, he almost didn’t let her leave.

Now he carefully stripped her down to her underwear and tucked her under the sheets, kissed her forehead and went to grab a fast shower before he slid into the bed with her, curling around her back, holding her close to check her breathing. She was a regular temperature again at least.

His heart had finally calmed down but he wouldn’t feel right until he saw she was okay.

The buzzer alerted him not long later and he was out of the bed in seconds, yanking on jeans and a t-shirt.

He was shocked to find Tag at the door.

“She okay?”

“Yeah, seems to be for now.”

“Good. Come outside, Tex. Got something for you.”

Surprise stole through him but he pulled on boots and followed Tag down the back stairs into the alleyway.

Arson was holding a guy by the throat, pinned to the wall. When he saw Texas, he grinned and tossed the lanky guy at Texas’ feet.

“This is the dirty little maggot. Dread’s his name. Two bit dealer, which we’ll get to soon, seeing as he knows, like every other piece of scum in this town who tries to push pills, that we don’t allow that, do we, Dread?” Arson booted the guy in the ribs. “He gave your girl the stuff.”

Texas could hardly be called violent.

It was probably low on his list of traits, but something overcame his vision, red and furious as he looked down at the groaning guy.

He couldn’t quite say what he did in the next few minutes, only that the guy got the beating of a lifetime and Texas’ hands were busted in places and sore in others.

It was only when Tag got hold of his shoulder and pulled him back a step before Texas could land another boot in.

He was huffing through his teeth, snarling to get back to ripping the guy apart.

“He hurt my girl.My fucking girl.” Texas rasped, pained.

“You’ve had enough, bro. We’ll take the trash out. Get back to your lady.”

“Way to go, Rocky.” Arson laughed grabbing the motherfucker up from the floor by the back of his shirt and Texas watched him bodily drag him to the Rig they had at the end of the alleyway.

Capone stood in the shadows, watching.

“Go on, Tex.” Advised Tag and pushed him gently in the direction of the stairs.

“Yeah.” adrenaline flooded his system.

He never knew he had that in him.

“Thanks for that, Tag. Tell Arson too.”

“Any fucking time, bro. Can’t stand scum who need to drug a chick. Almost put a bullet in him myself but knew you’d want to deal with it. He’s got a pocketful of pills, gonna do the upstanding citizen thing and dump him outside of the sheriff’s office.” Prince Charming flashed a wide smirk that got Texas laughing.

He was back in the loft, just kicked his boots into the corner and yanked his shirt off as he looked down at his two hands, not too bad, they’d probably be killing him tomorrow.

“Tait…”

His head snapped up to see her in the bedroom doorway.

In just her tiny blue underwear and his stomach turned over, his mouth dried.