Page 55 of Briar
“Fuck this. I’m going for a drink.”
The guy with the black hair takes off down the street.
I’m not sure what they’re talking about, or where this guy is going. But I know for a fact that they need to be taken care of.
Because whatever they have planned, why they’re here in town, it’s not anything good.
“What are you doing tonight?” I ask Atlas as I burst into his office twenty minutes later.
“Well hello to you too, Little Rose,” he chuckles, looking up from his computer.
“Hi.” I rush over, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips. “What are you doing tonight?”
He licks his lips and leans back in his chair, patting his leg.
Bitting my lower lip, I give in and staddle his lap.
His large hands run up my thighs, landing on my ass, giving it a squeeze. “Wanna slow down and tell me what's going on before I agree to help you bury a body?” he chuckles jokingly.
I blink at him, watching as his smile drops. “Shit,” he hisses. “Where did you leave it?”
“He’s not dead… yet. That's where you come in.”
He raises a brow. “Okay?”
“Those two assholes from the club, you know how I saw them in Widows Peak and Syrus kicked them out, right?”
“Yes,” he nods.
“Well, as I was getting ready to come here to see you, I saw the truck drive by my house, so I followed them. The way they were talking, it’s not going to lead to anything good. They’re bad men, Atlas. They need to go. Permanently.”
“Little Rose.” His voice is a low growl. “That was very reckless of you.”
“I adore you, Atlas, I do, but I’ve been killing grown men for a lot longer than I’ve known you. I can handle myself. But, now I know I don’t have to do it alone, and I’m coming here to you. So, wanna kill some guys tonight?”
“Fuck,” he sighs, letting his head fall backwards, eyes closed. “You know I can’t say no to you.”
“Yay!” I squeal with excitement. “Okay, come on. I heard one guy say something about going for a drink. There's a bar just down the street from the motel they’re staying at, let’s check there first.”
There's an odd, giddy excitement as we pull into the back alley behind the bar. I’m practically bouncing out of my seat.
“Someone is excited to spill some blood,” Atlas chuckles as he cuts the engine.
“Duh,” I grin. “It’s been too long. And we get to do it together. I wanna see you in action, big guy. Show me how those muscles work.” I wiggle my brows.
He tosses his head back and laughs. “Never in a million years did I think I’d find myself a partner who would consider murdering someone as quality time.”
“Guess that means I’m one in a million.”
He leans it, grasping my chin between his fingers. “You are.” Then he kisses me, making me swoon.
The words ‘I love you’ are on the tip of my tongue, but I know right now isn’t the right time to say it. I know I love him, and I know I’m falling for Jude and Willow too. But until we’re on the same page, I can’t say anything. Not yet.
“You know we’re going to have to tell them,” I murmur against his lips.
“I know,” he nods.
“Sooner rather than later. I hate keeping this from them.”
