Page 87 of Indecent Lies

Roux shrugged; her long ponytail swished. “We’re friends, you don’t leave your friends.”

“Roux.” Butcher croaked roughly and the girl stopped with her hand on the doorknob before her escape but turned to look at him, equally as affected.

It didn’t take a genius to see the palpable feelings bouncing between them.

Texas almost felt like an interloper in his own house.

“You look good, Cookie.”

Tight leather pants. Heels as lethal as a knife, a rock shirt with cut off sleeves accentuating her rack. Texas would agree even as he thought Poppy was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen; he still couldn’t figure out what those two even had in common.

The tension was thick between them.

Roux half smiled. “You too, Thaddeus. Catch you later.”

She was gone a second later and Texas turned his eyes to his boy who bent over and rested both hands to his knees and inhaled. Hard.

“You okay, Tad?”

“No. My fucking chest is on fire.”

“It’s been a while since you’ve seen her, huh?”

Those two had serious history.

The kind that nearly got the Butcher sliced and diced into an early grave courtesy of Axel. Only with Rider stepping in did Axel let the trouble drop but he wouldn’t allow his daughter anywhere near Butcher after that.

Everyone just assumed it was a stupid hook-up.

Hook-ups don’t make a guy look like he’d just been hit with an axe.

Nah, it was a guy who saw the woman of his forbidden dreams walking out of the door.

“Yeah,” wheezed Butcher getting back upright. “Fuck.” He repeated a few times before he stepped over to the couch and grabbed the medical bag he kept on his bike.

“She should be fine now, Tex, but if she starts getting any worse, give me a call. Gina…or GHB moves through the system fast, it’s why perverts use it, by the time they’ve had their fun, the chick wakes up and realizes what’s happened, it’s already out of her bloodstream.”

Texas’ own blood turned to ice at the thought of what could have happened to her all because a dipshit wanted to have fun with her when she told him no.

He followed Butcher to the door and the guy clapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t look so worried, your girl’s gonna be fine.”

Texas nodded. Not so sure. “Thanks for coming. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you’d told me to get fucked.”

Butcher half smiled. “Not your enemy, Tex. Missed your ugly face. We’ll have to grab a beer sometime.”

Surprise stole Texas’ voice. He was in danger of bawling his fucking eyes out, so he cleared his voice.

“She’s pretty,” Butcher said motioning his head to the bedroom. “Your girl.”

“Not really my girl.” But yeah, she really was.

“You might want to be prepared.”

His eyes snapped up. “For?”

“The date rape drug is meant to loosen you up, gets you slow. Horny, Tex. Lowers inhibitions. Your girl might wake up and not have control over her body.”

What in the fuck?

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