The shooter was on a side angle to the water, which means we were heading to cover but would still be in a position to take the fucker out if the others didn't get them. "Alive," I uttered the word into the watch I had on my wrist that doubled as a communication device. There was another spate of gunfire, which seemed not to be aimed anywhere in particular unless you were laying down fire to subdue. I looked at the others like, 'what the fuck!' "Who the fuck do they have out there, Barney Fife?" There came the sound of running feet and tussling, followed by an expletive and a few thumps. Zak came striding back with a gift, which he thoughtfully dropped at my feet. What the fuck is this?" It was a damn kid. "Who the fuck? What are you doing out here, kid?" The boy couldn't be more than seventeen, shaking like a leaf with terror in his eyes. I would feel sorry for his little ass if he hadn't just taken shots at me. "Were you the one shooting?" he nodde

We couldn't let the kid go home yet, so after we'd questioned him some more and were all coming down from our adrenaline high, we headed for our respective homes. Cord, surprisingly enough, volunteered to put the kid up for the night. Ty hadn't said fuck one after his outburst, which meant I had a powder keg on my hands, and the only thing keeping the general population safe thus far was the fact that we didn't know who the fuck. "Logan." Her soft whisper smoothed out some of the rough edges as I kicked off my shoes and shed my clothes. I climbed into bed and pulled her into my arms. "I need you, baby." There were no words exchanged between us. I went straight for the pussy. I pushed the sheets away from her sleep-warm body and dove right in with my tongue. She wasn't allowed to wear anything in my bed except one of my old t-shirts, but definitely no panties. I liked knowing my fingers and anything else was just a slip away from her entrance, no barriers.

I stood off to the side and watched her with my arms folded as she puttered around Connor and Dani's kitchen. I gave each one of the ungrateful fucks sitting at the table the death glare to let them know there will be consequences if they made her feel bad about her cooking. I wasn't sure what she could do in the kitchen since she'd been playing it shy up until now, but whichever way it went, these fucks had better not hurt her feelings, or I'll shoot their asses. "Ty, you fuck sit down." He was hovering like a starving orphan. At least he wasn't looking like murder central any longer, shoulda known his greedy ass would be like this. He just grinned at me like a simpleton, but I wasn't sure I trusted that shit either. The kid was acting like he was stuck to Cord's side, and my brother, for once, wasn't trying to get away, weird. He caught me looking and shrugged. "Kid's got brains; you should see what he can do with a piece." I just lifted my brow at him, but he interpreted th

The day had been long, and the night promised to be longer. Cord was the main attraction; he and the female that was caught between shooting daggers at him with her eyes and mooning over him, that shit was making my teeth hurt. The kid had proven himself to be more of a bottomless pit than Ty by eating me out of house and home all afternoon, while the women fawned all over him like he was three. Connor was understandably preoccupied with his woman and their unborn child, and we'd already had a meeting, all of us, about the need to protect them at all cost. Security was beefed up, and Connor was working on getting her to stay home until we got shit squared away. I knew Gabriella was gonna give me shit, but I was gonna insist she stay her little ass put too. We were taking a break, and every man was off doing his own thing. Cord had taken his new shadows with him, and I was alone with my woman. Things were gonna be a little hectic around here for the next few da

We ended up meeting up in the yard. No one wanted to go to the old man's place because we had all unofficially decided to take a break since there was nothing else to be done for now. Connor was the last to join us; I'm guessing in the next few months, it's going to be like that. The decision not to go anywhere was getting easier and easier. "Listen up, Gabriella's in there making some kinda spread." The pigs started rubbing their bellies and grunting already. That would be Ty the ringleader, Devon, and Quinn. Zak just smiled, and Cord was looking over at where the two kids were setting up to play ball. When is the last time any of us had used the court? It had been a while. "I don't want you freaks overworking her with this shit, or this would be the first and the last time." Connor had had to have this same discussion weeks ago; for all the good it did him, I figured I could at least try. "What's she making, Cap?" how the fuck should I know? "Tyler,