“Mmm... I have to tell you something,” Theo sighs. “I think it’s important.”
“How important?” So damn sweet. Theo’s skin is so damn sweet, soft. Delicious.
“Pretty, pretty important, big guy.”
I breathe deep as my nose drags up the column of her throat, a satisfied growl rumbling from my chest when I see my necklace sparkle against her porcelain skin. “Start talking, honey. The sooner you tell me what you need to, the sooner we can leave. The sooner we leave, the sooner I can get you naked.”
Theo nods and bites my goddamn lip when I move to kiss her again. This woman, my god, she’s going to drive me insane. I might not ever get to see her naked ‘cause if she keeps this up, I’ll either fuck her right here in the hall or spontaneously combust from waiting.
“I think Lola was a spy.”
“A spy?” I smirk then nip her earlobe, kissing the spot below it. “What kind of spy?”
Theo whimpers a little as I do it again and fists my shirt tighter. “Not the good kind.”
“Is there a good kind of spy?”
“I don’t, mmm, I don’t know but if there is, she isn’t it.”
“How do you know, honey?” My dick is so fucking hard it almost hurts. We need to go home ASAP. If I’m not buried inside this woman within the next half hour, I’m going to be the first man to die by boner. “Fuck,” I grunt. “You are so goddamn sexy, Blondie.”
She smiles against my lips, her fingers slipping between the buttons of my shirt and caressing my chest. “I’m glad you approve.”
“Not a matter of approval.”
“Mmm, then what is it a matter of?”
“Simple facts. You are hands down the most incredible, the sexiest fucking woman I have ever seen and the fact that I get to touch you is a fucking privilege I don’t deserve.”
Theo sighs. “I can’t talk to you like this.”
I chuckle. “Like what, Blondie? Making out in a dark hallway with my dick pressed against your hip?”
“Yes.” She pulls me closer as I bite at her pulse point then reluctantly puts some space between us. “I think what I overheard was important.”
“Tell me then.” I grin in her face. “But do it quick. I’ve got plans for you.”
A blush creeps up her neck and blooms over her cheeks as she bites her lip with a nod. “I think Lola is affiliated with the Cobras.”
“Really?” I frown. Total killjoy, but depending on what Blondie overheard, this could be very important.
Another nod. “She was on the phone in the lady’s room; I heard her when I was about to go in. I don’t know for sure, but she was talking about your fight with that crazy tween then said something about reporting back to Lucifer.”
Fuck.
That’s the Cobras’ president.
Self-appointed ruler of the underworld, king of the snakes,insert more idiotic reasons for going by Lucifer here.
Prez talked to him a couple days ago and the conversation went nowhere, but we at least got a few names, Lucifer being one of them.
“What else, honey?”
“Just that she hasn’t been able to get Spider to tell her anything, can’t get him to commit in a serious enough way to make her privy to certain information. That’s when she started talking about you and the other guys.” Theo frowns. “Then she said something about a hailstorm.”
My hackles raise, my boner deflates, and I straighten up. “A hailstorm? You’re sure?”
“Positive.” She nods and her shoulders bunch. “I thought it was weird since we haven’t had weather like that so far and I didn’t remember seeing anything about it on my phone, so it stuck out. What’s-what’s a hailstorm, Zak?”
