Emptying a magazine, I flick it to the side and shove another full magazine in at lightning speed, feeling a rush of adrenaline. This is where I belong. Finger on a trigger, gun aimed at sin. It makesme feel alive to think that maybe all the shit I’d gone through was necessary to get me to this exact point in my life.
Maybe I should start unpacking some of these thoughts on Isaac, because I’m not sure they are healthy.
When I turn to retrieve more ammunition, I discover I have an audience. Rev’s leaned up against the wall by the door. He’s dressed in black cargo pants and a black jacket with a bulletproof vest. His face is void of emotion.
“Um, hi,” I say. “What am I doing wrong?”
Rev looks me over with indifference. “Nothing, Ezra. Absolutely nothing. We’ve got a job tonight.”
“We?” My brows lift, and a thrill shoots through my veins. “You serious?”
“You already shoot like you’ve been doing this for years. You can wriggle your way out of holds in the ring. You can pick locks. You don’t fear pain. And, I know you’ll be highly motivated to fuck Gabriel up when the time comes to take him down.”
My heart leaps. “When do we leave?”
“Right now. Bring your gun, lover boy.”
Excitement buzzes under my skin as we ride the elevator down to the lower levels. Rev scans his hand on a pad outside a heavy metal door revealing what looks like a locker room, only for murderers. Dozens of mercenaries glance my way. I recognize some from training with Rev.
Rev waves me over to the row of metal cubbies along the wall. “This gear should fit you. Suit up. I’ll fill you in on the operation shortly.”
I reach for the vest and grunt at the surprising weight of it.
“Tomorrow, we start exercising with gear on,” Rev says with a frown.
“You got it,” I reply with a nod.
“Pretty Ezra.” Rev pinches my cheek. “Cain tried convincing me that you’re too much of a brat to fit in on my team, but you take orders exceptionally well.”
“I act up for Cain in hopes that it will result in sexual punishment.”
Rev tips his head back and lets out a hearty laugh, striding away to collect his own gear.
Nerves kicking in under the scrutiny of trained killers, my obsessive time in the gym and gun range suddenly doesn’t feel like enough. Just how big is this operation? Are we taking Gabriel out tonight?
A guy I’ve heard called Forest leans over and pats a gloved hand on my shoulder. “First one is always an emotional rollercoaster. I threw up all over my uniform, but you’ll do just fine.”
A hesitant smile eases onto my face. “Oh, yeah. Thanks. Um, how do I strap this on?”
I hold up a gun holster, and Forest chuckles. Before he can take more than a step toward me, a towering figure slips between us. Cain leans down to capture my mouth. The kiss is a bit indecent for an audience, but I can’t help melting into him, my fingers hooked in his bulletproof vest.
When we break apart, Forest is shaking his head, grinning. “Fucking knew it.”
Cain helps me into my gear. I should probably be embarrassed. I’m surrounded by professionals. But his possessiveness only makes my body heat in the best way possible.
His mouth brushes the shell of my ear as he murmurs, “You look sexy as hell, baby. When we get back home, you better run upstairs and get prepped for me.”
My jaw drops. Cain steps away, leaving my cock stiff and achy. This little problem only gets worse when he takes over leading the show.
“Any issues tonight, and you retreat to call in reinforcements. As much as I want to tell you all to shoot away, we need to track these fuckers back to their ant hole,” Cain instructs. “Gabriel’s definitely not in charge, so stay sharp.”
I don’t have time to question what the plans are as teams file out a back door into the underground parking garage.
“You’re with me, pretty boy,” Rev says, hitting the unlock button on a key fob for a black SUV with tinted windows. We climb in, and I check the mirrors for Cain, spotting him loading in a navy SUV with Forest.
Forest blows us a kiss. I hang my body out the window to blow one back at him, earning a glare from Cain. That’s what he gets for pawning me off on someone else.
Cain pulls his vehicle up next to us and points a finger at Rev. “You don’t leave his fucking side tonight.”
