Page 102 of Deadly Sweet

“Get the hell down from there,” Walker sighs heavily.

“I will not kill him,” I argue. “I don’t like how you're acting right now.”

“He’s just afraid of raccoons.” Jake chuckles. “One time, we were drunk, coming home from the bar and he found what he thought was a stray dog. Picked it up and cuddled it. It lost its mind, clawed at his neck, and bit his hand.”

“Why would you do that?” I ask Caleb. “Raccoons are savage little fuckers.”

“Says the woman with one as a pet,” Caleb grumbles as he cautiously gets off the bed.

“Not a pet. But I also raised him as a baby. Like I’d ever pick up an adult one that lives on the streets,” I snort. “That’s crazy.”

Caleb glares at me. “If I wasn’t so head over heels for you, with an obsession that’s very unhealthy, I’d run the other way.”

“So the killing wasn’t a deal breaker, but the raccoon is?”

“Almost.” He grinds his jaw.

“It’s fine.” I laugh. “Thor is a sweetie pie, he wouldn’t hurt a fly, isn’t that right, Thor?” I take a step towards Caleb, and Thor hisses. Caleb screams like a girl before jumping back onto the bed.

“That's not nice,” I scold Thor. He lets out a chittering sound before climbing down off me and climbing up Walker’s leg. Walker stiffens, eyes wide, not moving a muscle as Thor sits on his shoulder, rubbing his head against Walker’s.

“Oh my god,” I gush. “He loves you.”

“Yay me,” Walker says, but he doesn’t sound happy.

“Thor, this is Walker.” I point to Walker. “This is Jake. This is Leroy, and this big scaredy cat is Caleb. You need to be nice to all of them. You're going to be living under their roof. You have to show respect.”

“Nope. No way. He is not coming home with us.” Caleb shakes his head.

I shoot him a glare, crossing my arms. “Then neither am I.”

“He’s coming,” Leroy says. “Let’s get your things packed.”

“You can’t let a wild animal around Athena. Are you crazy?!”

“Thor is great around kids. He loves them,” I tell him. “Sometimes a little too much. One time, he tried to take one from a stroller.” They all give me looks of horror. “Don't worry, I put the baby back.”

“Little Monster, how would you feel if we build Thor his own home, in the backyard?”

I cock my head to the side, thinking about it. “What do you think, Thor, would you like that?” I wait for him to answer before turning to the guys. “He said he would love that.”

“He did?” Jake's brows furrow. “You can... talk to him?”

“Of course.” I nod my head. “But only me. He doesn’t like to talk to anyone else.”

“Oooookay.” Jake nods his head.

“Yup.” I smile. “I’m special.”

“You sure are, Little Monster.” Leroy kisses my head.

“Now.” I clap my hands, over the moon to have all my men together. “Let’s get me officially moved out.”

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