Page 99 of Deadly Sweet

“He made us!” Walker blurts, pointing to Caleb. “Said he would stab us if we didn’t.”

“I–ah...” Caleb’s eyes go wide.

“You did that for me?” I smile.

He blinks a few times. “Yes. Yes, I did.” He nods. “Anything for you, Baby Girl. You worked hard to make something for us, needed to make sure they appreciated it.”

“Savvy!” Duchess scolds me. “You did not cook for them, did you?”

I bite my lips together. “Maybe?”

Duchess looks at the guys. “Do not eat her food. The girl can’t cook to save her life. You're going to get food poisoning. That's probably what happened to you.”

“Wait... so you knew you couldn’t cook?” Leroy asks.

I ignore them. “Well, that Ashley bitch used to cook for them. I didn't want them to think they needed someone else. I thought eggs and bacon would be easy. I thought wrong. They seemed to like it.”

“Babe, I think they just ate it because they didn’t want to hurt your feelings,” Duchess says.

I turn to them. “Did you?” I ask.

They all give me the same guilty look.

“I’m not sure if I should be happy you’re thinking about my feelings, or mad that you lied to me.”

“Both?” Caleb suggests, giving me a boyish grin.

Rolling my eyes, I turn back to my bestie. “Is the crew ready for tonight?”

“Yup.” Duchess grins. “Have some men trailing him. Hasn’t left his house all day. But if he does, they will call you.”

“Perfect.” I nod. “Should I do it at his place, or take him somewhere else?”

“Up to you, babe.”

Grinning widely, I turn to Caleb. “How do you feel about breaking and entering?”

“And murder,” Duchess adds.

“And that.” I nod.

“Is,it makes my cock hardthe right answer?” Caleb grins.

“Is that your answer to everything?” Duchess huffs.

“When it involves my Omega, yes.” Caleb winks.

“Good luck with that one,” Duchess says. “Although I think he’s met his match in you.”

“She’s so much better than me,” Caleb responds to his sister’s comment without any hesitation.

The feelings these men give me are so damn odd. I’m not even sure how to deal with them, but I love it. I love the fluttery feeling in my stomach, the way I can’t help but smile, and how I just want to snuggle into them and never let go.

Since getting out, all I’ve wanted to do is get my revenge. Don’t get me wrong, I still do. And I am.

But I feel less...lonely, sad, angry, all three?

All I know is I’ve laughed and smiled more with my pack in this short amount of time than I have in... well, ever.

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