Page 41 of Sniper

That’s what I told myself but after saying goodbye to Cal in the parking lot, she wrapped her arms around my waist and looked up at me with those glittering sapphire eyes and a kissable smile and dammit, my resolve unraveled slightly. “So.”

“So,” I shot back at her.

“Are you getting sick of all this touchy-feely shit yet?”

I should have been sick of it, but I wasn’t. “Not yet. You?”

“Nah, it’s been too long since I’ve been touched in a nice way that I’ve decided to enjoy it.”

Another reason to kill that motherfucker. That would happen soon enough, for now I wrapped an arm around her, loving the way she burrowed into my side.

“Can I ask about what happened downtown?” The question was hesitant, and something swirled in her eyes, fear maybe.

“You can ask.”

“Will you tell me?” she shot back, her voice a little firmer.

“It was a set up to get the fuckers who shot Falcon. Needed some intel so we came up with a plan to get it. That’s it.”

“People died?”

I nodded. “Not all of ‘em but some did.” I risked a look at her to see if she thought I was the same kind of monster as her ex.

What I saw instead was sadness. “So it wasn’t about Ethan? This probably makes me a terrible person, but I just wish he was already dead because I know it’s the only way this ends.”

“That’s the plan, whether you’ve thought about or not.”

“Some days it’s all I think about. I don’t want to be responsible for someone else doing this, for having to lug him around on their conscience.”

“He won’t be the first man I killed, Katey.” And he damn sure wouldn’t be the last.

“Yeah, I know but this isfor me. Just me. Not America or national security or any of that other shit. This is a life for a life.”

“Trust me when I say that him dying so you can live is more than a fair trade.”

She flashed a small smile up at me. “That was really sweet, Sniper.”

“You know me,” I deadpanned. “Really sweet is what most people say about me.”

Her head fell back, and she laughed, the sound sweet and husky. Music to my ears. “I think those who know you would agree with me.” She placed her delicate hands on my shoulders and pushed up on her toes, tugging me down for a kiss. The moment our lips touched, a fire began in my belly. This wasn’t just lust or arousal, though they were both present, this wassomething else. It wasn’t a kiss that was a precursor to a good fuck, it was… hell I didn’t know what it was.

But I leaned into that kiss with every fucking fiber of my being. I hooked an arm around her waist and lifted her in the air, deepening the kiss until her legs wrapped around me, covering my cock in the warmth between her thighs.

Katey moaned and pulled back with a smile. “That kiss almost became X-rated.”

“Should’ve worn that skirt,” I teased.

“Maybe next time,” she answered breathlessly, gasping as she slid down my body. “We could just go back to the clubhouse?”

“Well, well, if it isn’t the happy couple.”

I groaned and pushed Katey behind me before I turned to face three men I’d never seen before. “Somethin’ I can do for you boys?” My hands balled into fists at my side, and I flicked the snap on my holster just in case I needed it.

“You can leave her alone. She belongs to a friend.”

Katey sucked in a breath and stepped up beside me. “I don’t belong to anybody, least of all somebody with dubious taste in friends.”

“You bitch.” The man snarled with so much hatred it didn’t take a genius to figure out they were Ethan’s men.

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