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Stryker

He was fucked out.

Literally.

Rolling over in Gavin’s big comfortable bed, Stryker’s entire body was sore and humming with leftover pleasure. Had Gavin gotten six or was it seven orgasms out of him? Stryker didn’t even know. He did know that he was not pleased waking up alone in bed. He’d thought better of Gavin.

He sat up, letting the soft blanket pool in his lap. He peered around the room, stopping his gaze on the open laptop.

Things looked different from this angle.

The room appeared larger. More open. Decorated in soft blues and greens, the space had a warm and welcoming feeling. Stryker quite liked it. He’d like it a whole lot better if the man he’d been watching in that very room was actually there with him.

Wait! Was that bacon?

Stryker grinned.

He totally smelled bacon.

The bedroom door opened and Gavin walked in, carrying a tray. “Awake?”

“I could be,” Stryker quipped, “if that’s coffee and bacon.”

“Eggs, pancakes, bacon, and orange juice,” Gavin said.

“No coffee?”

“No.”

“Energy drink?”

“Absolutely not.” Gavin strolled over to place the tray over Stryker’s lap.

“Oh, come on!” Stryker whined. “I need caffeine.”

Gavin sat on the mattress by Stryker’s feet. “Eat all that and drink your juice. We might be able to negotiate some coffee later.”

Leaning forward, Stryker offered his lips to Gavin.

Gavin’s features flashed in surprise before he kissed Stryker. Stryker slipped his tongue inside Gavin’s mouth, not allowing the kiss to be brief. He sucked on Gavin’s tongue before pulling back.

“I knew it! You had coffee!” Stryker accused.

“I did.” Gavin smirked. “I also don’t live off energy drinks, chicken nuggets, chips, and candy.”

Stryker snorted as he leaned back against the headboard. He couldn’t even argue. Picking up the fork, Stryker was dying to get something in his stomach. The sandwiches that Gavin had made after their shared sexy bath seemed like they’d been days ago.

Gavin didn’t say a word as Stryker stuffed his face with all the food on the plate. And it was good. Much better than anything Stryker had eaten lately. Not that Stryker would ever give up his chicken nuggies but it was nice to be eating something different. He could have driven to one of the closest towns to get some restaurant food since he hadn’t wanted to be spotted in town.

Huh. Draining half of the juice, Stryker realized that he wasn’t going to have to hide any longer.

He could go to the bakery that Dean owned, try the food at the diner Gavin frequented for lunch—he might even be invited for dinner at the big house. Glancing up, he jerked, noticing how close Gavin was watching him.

Stryker wiped his mouth with the napkin that had been under his fork. “What?”

“I’m a little surprised that you were still here when you woke alone.”

Then why the fuck had Gavin left him alone? With a door closed even. “Was it a test?”

Gavin shrugged. “Honestly? I’m not sure.”

The food he’d eaten sat like lead in his stomach. “Did you want me to be gone?”

“Absolutely not,” Gavin replied quickly. “I was fully prepared to chase you down. Again.”

That would have been fun. He shifted and the twinge in his ass let Stryker know that while they would be doing that again, he did need a bit of a break first.

“Hurting?” Gavin asked as he picked up the tray.

Did nothing get past Gavin? “I’m fine.”

Setting the tray down on the dresser, Gavin turned back to him with a frown. “That’s not what I asked.”

Stryker shook his head. “I’m fine.”

With a laugh, Gavin grabbed Stryker out from the bed.

The blanket got caught between them for a brief moment before Gavin carried Stryker from the room.

“Hey!” Stryker shouted. He wrapped his arms around Gavin’s neck. “Here we go with the carrying again.” Not that Stryker really minded. He actually found it comforting. Weird, right? Being carried by another adult.

“All you had to do was tell me the truth,” Gavin admonished. He walked into the bathroom before setting Stryker on the counter.

“I did tell you the truth. I’m fine!”

Gavin started the shower on before turning back toward him. “You must be sore. That’s all you had to say.”

Okay, Stryker was all into the protective Daddy vibe that Gavin was giving off, but he was not made of glass. “Listen, Papi—”

“No!” Gavin growled out as he cupped Stryker’s face. “You listen. I was rough with you last night. We both enjoyed it. I’m not apologizing. But I will take care of you.”

Stryker ran his tongue over his teeth. “I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I’ve also been fucked before. I don’t need…all this.” He waved his hand toward the shower.

“I'm not really concerned with what you think you need or don’t need.”

Stryker snorted. “Really? That was kind of an asshole thing to say.”

Gavin grinned. “Are you saying that doesn’t turn you on?”

“You know it does,” Stryker admitted.

“And I didn’t say I didn’t care about you. I said I didn’t care what you think you need. I decide what you need now.”

Stryker barked out a laugh. “You decide?”

“Isn’t that why you’ve been calling me Papi all those times?” Gavin asked. “Because I’m someone that you can trust to make decisions for you?”

“I call you Papi because it’s hot,” Stryker replied. He didn’t want to even think about having someone else make decisions for him. That never ended well for Stryker.

“And because you’re curious.” Gavin started to strip off his clothes.

Stryker wasn’t even trying to hide that he was watching the other man. He liked getting a show. And he was already naked anyway. “Curious?” he asked half-heartedly.

“About the whole Daddy, or Papi, thing. You’ve been watching the other boys around here. There’s no way you’re not curious. You have a very curious nature.”

Stryker shrugged as Gavin stood in front of him naked now. “I like watching.”

“Oh! I know that.” Gavin laughed. “But you’re still curious.”

“Maybe.” Stryker looked away. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Fine.” Gavin picked him up again. “Let’s take a shower. We can go back to your place and grab some of your stuff before returning here. We have some things to discuss.”

“Alright.” Stryker let Gavin carry him into the shower. It wasn’t like he could really argue.

The hot water cascaded down his back and Stryker groaned. With every muscle that ached the water soothed him. Stryker hadn’t lied when he’d said that the bathroom surprised him. Hell, the entire cabin was nicer than Stryker had been able to see. The construction crews that Stryker had been watching were good. Very good.

The bathroom though. That was pure indulgence.

“Who did you say designed this bathroom?” he asked.

Gavin turned him around before grabbing shampoo off the shelf. “River insisted on some upgrades for me. He hoped one day I would be bringing my mate here and didn’t want to have to remodel after they put so much work into the place.”

The word mate made Stryker stiffen against his will.

That’s right. Gavin had a mate out there somewhere. Just another reminder that Stryker didn’t belong there. One day, maybe even as Stryker watched, Gavin would find his special person.

Maybe that was what Gavin wanted to talk to him about. Why he said that they had things to discuss. Gavin would want to make sure that Stryker understood that he was nothing. That a mate would be more important. They were surrounded by mated pairs and throuples after all. Mates seemed to take precedence over anything else with this group.

Stryker would go back to his RV. Back to his stalking from a distance. He didn’t need to be told that he wasn’t wanted. That Gavin and his time was limited. He’d just finish watching out for his new friends before hitting the road. That was what Stryker did best after all.

Okay, he was going to at least enjoy this shower and maybe have another sexy encounter with Gavin. Gavin’s fingers massaging his scalp felt amazing.

“Hey!” Gavin turned him. “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing much,” Stryker quipped. “Just wondering if you were going to massage anything else for me.”

Gavin chuckled. “If you play your cards right I might. Can you be a good boy for me?”

Stryker shuddered. “Fuck!”

* * * * *

Gavin

He could see the signs.

Stryker was going to tell Gavin to fuck off. Or run off.

The boy was playing his part well, but Gavin could see his mind whirling.

It was past time for Gavin to make his confession, but he wanted Stryker back in his cabin first. Not in this probably stolen RV that wasn’t a real home. A home with people who cared about him and a place to learn how to be happy.

Gavin stuffed his hands in the pocket of his faded jeans as Stryker rushed from the door of the RV to his laptop.

Without even sitting, Stryker began to furiously type on his keyboard.

“Come on,” Stryker murmured. “Show me what you've got.”

Gavin had no idea what the rolling screen of letters and numbers meant. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure some of my…projects are still going.”

Projects? Yeah, that sounded suspicious to Gavin. “Work?”

Stryker didn’t even glance his way. “Sure. Let’s call it that.”

Gavin sighed. This was why he worried about Stryker. The boy was into shit that Gavin had no clue about. He couldn’t imagine living with his life on the line all the time. All Gavin had ever wanted was a home and his family back. He had that now. Gavin had only been missing one thing. His special person. A mate. His mate. Gavin’s perfect match.

The boy that was standing in that RV, who had probably already forgotten Gavin was there.

He strolled down the narrow aisle toward the back room. Gavin grabbed the black backpack from the floor. It was empty but not for long. He started to stuff clothes from the end of the bed inside. Gavin jammed anything that might look important to the boy inside.

Not that Stryker seemed to have a whole lot.

Gavin didn’t know what the boy did with the money he’d taken but it wasn’t being spent on anything Gavin could see. Not unless Stryker had really bought the RV instead of stealing it. Maybe Gavin had been wrong after all.

He made a stop in the bathroom then returned to where Stryker was still muttering to himself as he typed.

“Is there anything else you want?”

Stryker turned his head. “Huh?”

Gavin shook the backpack at him. “Did I miss anything?”

“For what?” Stryker straightened. “What are you doing?”

“Grabbing you a few things,” Gavin reminded. “To take back to my place.”

Stryker waved his hand. “Don’t worry about it. It’s fine.”

“Fine,” Gavin repeated. “What’s fine?”

Stryker huffed. “Look, I get it. You want to have the talk. I’ve heard it all before. Just go. I’m fine here. I’ll take off in a few days.”

Gavin had been right. He was surprised and he shouldn’t be pissed. “Grab what you want, Stryker.”

“I have everything I could ever want.” Stryker waved his hand around. “That’s what this is. Just go.”

“You have ten seconds to grab what you want,” Gavin warned.

“What the fuck, man!” Stryker yelled. “We had our fun and now it’s over. I’m good here.”

“Five seconds,” Gavin gritted out.

“Whatever.” Stryker turned his back on Gavin.

Fucking turned his back. Like Stryker didn’t give a damn about him. Like everything they’d shared the previous night and that morning meant nothing.

Gavin grabbed Stryker’s shoulder before yanking him back.

Stryker’s back hit his chest and Gavin dropped the backpack. He grasped Stryker’s chin, forcing the boy to look at him as Gavin leaned forward. “You aren’t listening to me.”

“Fuck!” Stryker gasped. “You have my attention now.”

“I see that I'm going to have to take a more hands-on approach with you in the future.” Gavin lowered his mouth to the side of Stryker’s neck and sucked. He sucked hard. He was going to leave a mark until he could leave the permanent mark that burned in his soul.

Stryker cried out but was pushing himself back against Gavin. Stryker’s ass nestling Gavin’s cock.

Still sucking, Gavin reached around and started to undo Stryker’s pants. He stuffed his hand inside Stryker’s briefs to grasp his hard cock.

Stryker was moaning already. Dripping. Gavin’s good boy.

Gavin removed his mouth from Stryker’s neck. “Push down your pants and underwear. Show me what belongs to me.”

“Fuck!” Stryker hurriedly pushed at his clothing.

“Good boy.” Gavin stroked Stryker in reward.

“Please!” Stryker pushed into his hold.

“What nine orgasms aren’t enough? You need more? What a greedy boy.”

“Nine?” Stryker panted out.

“Did you lose count nugget?” Gavin taunted. He firmed his fingers. Squeezed good and hard.

“Yes!” Stryker hissed.

Gavin chuckled into the boy’s ear. “I think I should make you earn number ten.” The boy had tried to get rid of him after all. Maybe a little punishment was in order.

“But—”

Gavin released his grip and stepped back. He had to grab Stryker’s shoulders to keep him upright. “If you want number ten, then you’ll be a good boy for me.”

Stryker nodded.

“Pull up your pants,” Gavin ordered.

“What?”

“Pull up your pants,” Gavin repeated. He waited until Stryker complied.

The boy’s eyes were glazed over as Gavin turned him.

“Is there anything you need?”

“My laptop,” Stryker said. “I’m never away from it this long.”

“Grab it. Hurry.”

Stryker scrambled to comply.

Gavin picked up the backpack he’d dropped. Once Stryker had the laptop in his hands, Gavin grabbed the boy and tossed him over his shoulder.

“Hey! Wait!” Stryker reached for something, even managed to stuff it into the backpack on Gavin’s other shoulder.

“I gave you all the time you get.” The game was turning more serious. Who was he kidding? The game was over. Gavin was playing for keeps. Stryker was all his.

“I can walk,” Stryker told him. Not that he was putting up any resistance at all.

Gavin smacked his ass. “I can still feel how hard you are. Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this.”

Stryker gave a little wiggle. His erection rubbing against Gavin’s shoulder. “You know I could probably get myself off this way before we get back to your place.”

Little shit! “If you do, I’ll make sure you don’t come for the next twenty-four hours. I’ll lock your pretty little cock up and tease you for hours.”

Stryker huffed and stopped moving. “I totally believe you’d do that.”

Good! The boy was learning.

* * * * *

Stryker

Ha-ha, sucker! Stryker snuck the energy drink he’d stuffed inside his backpack earlier when Gavin had grabbed him.

Gavin had insisted it was time for them to talk but a phone call from his shop interrupted them before they could get started. That gave Stryker a few minutes to figure out how to play this. He wasn’t going to get out of this conversation, no matter how hard he tried. Gavin knew exactly how to handle him.

Frustrating really.

Stryker just needed some caffeine in his system to deal with the stubborn man.

He slipped the can into his pocket before glancing around. Gavin was still on the phone so his attention was elsewhere, although Stryker was learning that Gavin could multitask with the best of them.

Bathroom! Snickering, he made his way toward the door only a few steps away.

Gavin’s head came up, his dark eyes watching Stryker. Always watching. Hmm, Stryker should totally get Gavin to help him stalk his targets. The man did not miss a thing. Except Gavin was all about protecting the world and shit. If Stryker was going to stick around, then he needed to change that. Stryker’s new goal was to corrupt Gavin to the dark side. Hey! They had energy drinks, Cheeto puffs, and candy. Who wouldn’t want to be on the dark side?

Stryker pointed to the bathroom, receiving a nod as Gavin continued his phone call.

Yeah, Gavin might think he was in charge since he was all bossy and shit, but Stryker wasn’t a meek boy. Closing the door behind him, Stryker had to admit that he really loved the bathroom. It was just so soothing and comfortable. He lifted himself up onto the long vanity after pulling his can from his pocket. His drink was warm which sucked but Stryker really needed the hit of caffeine.

Movement outside the bathroom window caught his attention.

Who was that? Was someone slinking around the cabin? Oh, hell no!

Setting his can down beside him, Stryker peered out the window, but no one was there. He unlatched the lock before pushing the window up. Stryker stuck his entire head out, checking out the area.

Huh, no one was there but it was quite nice outside.

He grabbed his energy drink again before Stryker shimmied his way out of the window. Stryker left the window open so he could hear if Gavin knocked on the door or came to check on him. Crouching down against the outside of the cabin, Stryker popped open the tab of his can.

Stryker took a long drink, wincing with the bitter warm liquid. Yeah, energy drinks really sucked when they weren’t cold. They actually always sucked. More of an acquired taste.

Tapping caught his attention and Stryker glanced up quickly.

A young man waved to him from the window of the cabin in front of him. It was one of the twins. The one that had designed the bathroom that Stryker loved. River. Stryker loved putting faces to names. River sounded awesome. And a little crazy. They should totally be friends. Stryker shrugged and waved back.

The guy laughed before he opened the window. He leaned out with a wide smile on his face. “Who are you hiding from?”

Stryker showed him the can in his hand.

“Gotcha! I’m River,” he greeted before sticking his head out the window. “Hurry! Come on!”

Pushing off the side of the cabin, Stryker crab-walked forward.

“Dude!” River laughed. “What are you doing?”

“Being sneaky.” The duh was implied.

“Cool! I love being sneaky.” River glanced around. “No one’s watching. Just get in here.”

“You want me to climb through the window?”

“Dude,” River mocked. “I just saw you climb out of a bathroom window. At least this is an office.”

Well, that was kind of a good point. Reaching River, Stryker handed him the can before he scrambled up the wall and hoisted himself inside.

River slammed the window shut then dropped down out of sight. “This is hot.” He handed Stryker the can back.

“It was in my backpack,” Stryker explained. He took another sip and winced.

“Come on.” River crawled on his hands and knees toward the door.

Stryker followed until they were out of the office.

River helped Stryker to his feet before he stole the can from Stryker. Stryker followed River down the hall to the kitchen. River went to the fridge and opened one of the bottom drawers. He moved aside several packages of deli meats and cheeses before pulling out two new cans of the same brand of energy drinks.

“Score!” Stryker cheered.

“I take my lunches here.” River passed Stryker an ice-cold can. “Rainier doesn’t like me drinking this shit, so I have to hide it. Anton doesn’t really care one way or another, but he’d tattle on me if he thought it would win him brownie points.” River explained all this with a fond smile on his face.

“Anton is Axel’s brother, right?” That was what Gavin had told him. Stryker was still learning how everyone connected. He knew a lot from his stalking, but the deeper connections were more complicated.

River slurped up his drink then nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been mated to both of them for a while now.”

That was right. They were a throuple, along with another mated trio. Crazy shit. Mates and all that. What would it be like to have two mates? Hell, Stryker couldn’t even keep one man around. For more than a few weeks anyway. He expected to be around these guys for about a week or so until Stryker was ready to hit the road.

Gavin was obviously not done with him. Not after that caveman move in the RV but he wouldn’t be keeping Stryker forever. Stryker didn’t need forever.

“So…” River grinned. “You’re the masked biker hacker.”

“Well not really masked at the moment.” Stryker pointed at his face.

“But you are a hacker?”

Stryker shrugged. As much as he liked all the men there, Stryker couldn’t go around telling them all his secrets.

“And a bit of a brat?” River bounced on the tips of his toes.

Stryker laughed. “Why?”

“Oh, man! I need to get back at my brother,” River shared. He cackled while rubbing his hands together. “Seb. He’s the smart one. Loves making spreadsheets and shit. Can’t live without his computer. I could really use your help.”

Stryker found himself grinning along. He lifted his energy drink. “I think you and I are going to be very good friends.” He already planned to keep in contact with Dean, Noah, and some of the others. River would fit right in with Stryker’s new buddies.

River clanked his can against Stryker’s. “The best.”

“Stryker?”

Shit! Stryker hurried to down the remainder of his drink before he shoved the can at River and started back to the office he’d entered through.

“Dude,” River drawled. “That will just look more suspicious. Go out the front door like a normal person.”

“Yeah, good idea!” Look at his new bestie watching out for him already.

“Hey! Have you seen Stryker?” Gavin’s voice came clearly from outside the cabin. River must have another window open somewhere in the cabin.

“I don’t know who Stryker is, but I saw River help someone crawl through the window a few minutes ago.”

And Stryker didn’t know who Gavin was talking to, but he was a total narc.

River groaned. “Anton has no chill. Come on.”

Stryker followed behind River. It wasn’t like he had much of a choice. It appeared that they were busted. The door opened from the outside as River and Stryker reached the entry.

Gavin strode in followed by an attractive and clearly upset young man that Stryker recognized was Anton.

“What are you two doing?” Gavin demanded.

“Nothing!” Stryker and River said at the same time.

Gavin grunted. “Real convincing.”

“Why are you sneaking men into the house?” Anton asked quietly.

“Oh, baby.” River pulled Anton hard against his chest. “It’s not a stranger. It’s Gavin’s…friend.”

“Then why isn’t he with Gavin?” Anton peered up at Stryker with a deadly look. “If he’s Gavin’s friend.”

Well, he wasn’t making friends there. It would probably be a bad idea to mention how cute Anton was when he was huffy and annoyed. Yeah, probably a really bad idea. But Stryker both wanted to mess with Anton and protect him. Weird. He wasn’t the protective type. Never had been.

“And why are you crawling out of the bathroom window?” Gavin demanded.

“Who me?” Stryker batted his lashes at Gavin. His innocent face had a chance of getting him out of trouble. Maybe. Hopefully. His fast fingers and being able to hack any system were his real solutions. He couldn’t hack into Gavin though. That would be a cool trick if he could!

“Anton, look at me.” River cupped Anton’s face, forcing his compliance. “Baby, you know that I love you and Rainier. What’s this about?”

Stryker glanced over at Gavin. Away from the intimate scene, feeling bad for upsetting Anton. Although it hadn’t even been his idea. River had invited him in.

“Nothing,” Anton snapped. He tried to pull away, but River wasn’t having any of that.

“Nope!” River squeezed Anton tight against his chest wrapping both arms around Anton’s back. “I get that you are upset but we will not have the return of asshole Anton.”

Anton huffed. “Let me go.”

“Sure,” River drawled. “I’ll let you go and call Rainier to deal with you.”

“What?” Anton gasped. “That’s…that’s not fair.”

“Then talk to me,” River demanded.

Dropping his head on River’s shoulder, Anton mumbled something too low for Stryker to hear. Stryker grew uneasy, realizing that he was already causing trouble. He hadn’t even meant to! There was no way that Gavin was going to want Stryker to remain around his family. Stryker could never do anything right. He was always a problem.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that baby. What did you say?” River asked Anton.

Stryker wanted to escape the awkward scene, but he’d have to pass the couple and Gavin. Gavin wasn’t saying a word. Just standing with his back to the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

“I didn’t like seeing you sneaking someone into the house,” Anton whispered.

River nodded. “I won’t do it again.”

Anton’s head snapped up. “What?”

“This is why you need to talk to me or Rainier instead of just closing off. If you don’t like when I do something, then I won’t do it.”

Anton wiggled in River’s arms. “Even if it’s stupid? I know you wouldn’t cheat on me or Rainier. I’m just being—”

“My mate,” River cut him off. “And you are my mate. How you feel is important. Remember we’ll tell you every day how much we love you. You’re perfect for me and Rainier.”

“Okay,” Anton said with a sigh. “I love you too.”

River hugged him hard before looking up at Stryker. He winked, easing some of Stryker’s anxiety. He’d just wanted his stupid energy drink and now look what had happened.

Gavin grunted before he crossed the room. Stryker had to push down the jealousy when Gavin kissed the top of Anton’s head. “You are important, Anton. Never forget that.” He turned to Stryker. “Let’s go.”

“Wait!” Anton grabbed Gavin’s arm. “Hi, Stryker. It’s nice to meet you. I didn’t mean to be rude.”

Stryker grinned at the little dude. Little being the key word. He’d been watching long enough to know that the littles in the family had big feelings. “I think we’re going to be great friends Anton. It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Really?” Anton’s entire demeaner brightened in front of Stryker’s eyes.

“Really,” Stryker replied sincerely. “And I like that you’re protective over your mates. If anyone fucks with you, just let me know.” Stryker would fuck with them back. Harder.

“Okay!” Anton looked up at River. “I have a new friend.”

“Yes, you do.” River kissed his cheek. “Everyone can see how awesome you are.”

Stryker loved how the men in this family loved one another unapologetically.

Gavin sighed. “Everything okay here now?”

“Everything is good,” Anton said. “I have a new friend. I have to go tell everyone else!” He kissed River quickly before he darted for the front door.

“Damn, he’s quick,” Stryker commented.

Gavin turned to them. “What were you really doing?”

“Nothing!” Stryker lifted his hands up to show he wasn’t holding anything.

“I wanted to meet your new man,” River said.

“I don’t believe either of you,” Gavin said. “And I don’t think the two of you should be spending time alone together.”

“Why not?” River cocked his hip and posed. “Jealous?”

“Boy,” Gavin growled. “I will call your Daddy and have him put you over his knee. And it won’t be one of those fun spankings either.”

“You wouldn’t!” River gave a fake gasp.

Stryker snorted. His new bestie was a riot.

Gavin turned to Stryker. “And you…”

“I’m just trying to get to know your friends. I mean, you carried me all the way here. Twice. Obviously, you wanted River to be my new BFF.”

Gavin’s eyes narrowed. “You are both terrible liars and nothing but trouble.” He closed his fingers around Stryker’s upper arm. “And I mean it. You two aren’t allowed to hang out without supervision.”

Stryker grinned. “Whatever you say, Papi.”

Gavin turned before he threw Stryker over his shoulder.

At this point Stryker wasn’t even surprised. Although, in Stryker’s opinion, the first time he’d been carried by Gavin had been the best. This caveman move was sexy though.

“We still need to talk,” Gavin told him.

“Fine!” Stryker lifted his hand to wave at his new bestie.

“You two have fun. Don’t forget to close the windows or the entire yard will hear you.”

“That never stops you,” Gavin called back as he stepped onto the porch.

“I like an audience,” River quipped back. “Haven’t you seen my men? They’re hot as fuck!”

Oh yeah. Stryker really did like River. He totally needed to find out how River wanted to prank his brother. That sounded like some real fun.