Page 123 of Scorned
“That was fucking loud. Or loud fucking. Same difference.”
Luka chuckled lightly, then pushed himself back into the couch, plopping his feet up on the coffee table as his smile faded. “We didn’t have sex.”
With a subtle tilt of my head, I shot him a disbelieving look. “The moans echoing through the forest says otherwise.”
Luka’s distant eyes seemed to carry a heavy burden. “I assure you we didn’t. I took care of her, but then we stopped.”
“You or her?” I subtly asked.
His eyes locked on mine and the torment in his face was evident. “Me.”
I straightened my expression, letting sincerity replace my sarcasm. “You were probably tired. You’ve been through a lot of shit.”
“No, I just . . .” He shook his head, crossing his arms in front of him. “I was in VRC for a long time, Winnie. Lying on a cold table, not in the warm embrace of a woman. Shit happened to me. Bad shit.” He inhaled sharply, releasing a hard breath. “Her lure was so strong, I knew she wanted it, and I wanted to please her, so I did. But once it was my turn, I backed out. I told her she looked tired from my venom and we should just go to bed, and we’d fuck tonight. She was in such a haze, she didn’t even realize something was wrong.”
“Fuck, dude. That’s some serious adult shit.”
He chuckled at my light joke and both our heads whipped toward the door when two scents filled the air.
“Who’s that?” Luka asked, sniffing the air.
“Zeke’s wife, April and their baby. I’ll get it.” I hopped up and opened the door. “Come on in.”
April moseyed her way into the living room, the baby asleep in her arms, and Annie was sniffing curiously. “Hey, Luka. it’s nice to finally meet you.”
“Likewise.”
“Do you know where any of the girls are? I need someone to watch Scarlet while I shower real quick, and Zeke left with Marcus and Drag to help them at Drifters.”
Lie number one.
“Sage is in the shower and she took two razors with her so she’ll be there awhile,” Luka said and I laughed.
April’s gaze went to me.
“Lyric is out running with Erik. They’ll be back in like twenty minutes. We can watch her until then if you want,” I offered before remembering how much I hated changing diapers.
“Are you sure?” April asked, a guilty expression on her face.
“We’re sure,” Luka said with confidence. “We’ve been around Drag’s nieces and nephews their whole life.”
“Thank you.” April slid Scarlet into Luka’s arms, then held her bag out. “She just ate, so she should be good until I get back. If she starts crying, just rock your hips. She loves that. The pink blanket is her favorite, so keep that one on her, but if she spits up on it use the green one. That’s her second favorite.”
Luka nodded. “We got this. Go have twenty minutes of self care.”
April’s tense shoulders sagged. “Thanks again.”
She left the cabin and Luka rocked the baby in his arms. “It’s crazy how tiny she is.” Scarlet stretched, a bunch of farts exploding in her diaper, and Luka stopped moving. “That doesn’t sound good.”
The smell hit me like a ton of bricks. “Geezus. That’s worse than Drag’s farts were that night he was in the chili eating contest.”
“Oh, god, I can’t.” Luka turned his nose into his shoulder, his eyes watering. “I can feel her poop bouncing off my hand.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Eww.”
Annie sniffed, then ran off, and I burst out laughing.
Once Scarlet was done handling business, Luka laid her on the couch. “Change her.”
