Page 42 of Devil Inside: Green

“Carter,” Green says, “you’ve never seen my ass to judge if it’s ugly.”

“All asses are ugly.”

“Not Green’s,” I pipe in. “Firm. Perfect for gripping on to for leverage when we’re—”

Green throws his hand over my mouth. “Danni—man doesn’t need to know our business.”

“Lucky bastard,” Carter says. That’s sweet, but he’s never even seen me. How does he know I’m not some hag?

“So we have the sale of a camper van to a fake name. What then?”

“Exactly,” Carter says. “I think you’re right about the camper van and the fact that this man bought it cash from a private seller using a fake name shoots up so many red flags.”

“But that’s a dead end, right?” Green asks.

“Not necessarily. It’ll take more time, but he never changed the plate, which means he’s still driving it on the plate registered to Delvin McCray out of Missouri or he’s using a stolen plate.”

“How are you going to find it if he’s using a stolen plate?”

“Green, Green, Green… a magician never reveals his secrets. Just trust I’ve got more tricks up my sleeves.”

“But you haven’t shared this information with anyone else, right?”

“We already agreed, for now, it stays just between us three. I won’t be the one to break that agreement.”

“Right. Thanks.”

“Okay, I’m off,” Carter says. “Oh—Danni, if you get tired of hanging with bikers, I’ve got a beach view from my super soft bed.”

Oh my god. I laugh uncomfortably. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

As Carter hangs up, I feel Green’s heavy glare on me. I glance at him. “What?”

“You’ll keep it in mind?”

“I didn’t know what else to say.”

“How aboutshut the fuck up?”

“Green—”

“Haven’t even moved you into my bed officially and you’re already angling to find another.”

“Ouch—don’t be a dick. I’m not angling for anything. Besides, Carter hasn’t even seen me. He has no idea if I’m a hag. He was teasing.”

“He wasn’t fucking teasing. He knows simply by the fact that you’re with me, you’re no fucking hag. And a smart, smart-mouthed, sassy woman is a huge turn-on for any fucker with the intelligence to keep up. Butter face or not.”

“Nice.”

“I’m being real. Not trying to be nice.”

“Yeah, well, don’t forget I don’t want Carter. I’m with you.”

“Swear this shit needs to end soon so we can hole up and the only thing you’ll see for a week is my dick while I’m fucking you.”

I clench my teeth. “Green. I’m happy to take your dick. I love your dick. I love you even when you’re being a jealous asshole for no reason.”

“Pull over,” he orders.

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