Page 42 of Joshua's Mistake
“Shit.” Trip bit out the word sharply. “That is not good, buddy.”
“I know. And I’m pretty sure he’s learned how to gather and even draw power necro-electrically.”
“Jesus. He’s gathering?” His eyes dimmed and he looked off into the dark skies above the Atlantic Ocean.
“I know it’s a lot to ask, but I need your help.”
Trip rubbed his hand over his hair and turned back. “Josh, what you need is an army.”
“Wanda has already put a small one together.”
Trip smiled and his entire face lit up. “I’ll go see her tonight. You’d better hope Banta has pissed off enough people that a few more will be willing to come to your aid in a hurry. I think your odds are pretty good.”
“If I haven’t pissed off just as many.” Joshua was smiling too.
Trip’s laugh was full and came from deep in his gut. Tessa looked around at the people on the bed. They were still in the throes of passion and hadn’t heard the outburst.
The beer in Trip’s hand floated from his fingers to the coffee table. The motion was smooth. He was a practiced and accomplished telekinetic. “Let me put out a few discreet calls and see where we end up. There are quite a few people on the island already who have some talent plus Will and his armory will come in handy.”
Joshua nodded. “Will’s will be the best place to make a stand and not endanger the tourist population.”
“I agree.”
They shook hands and Trip said, “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Joshua relaxed. “I appreciate it.”
Trip was about to leave the roof when he turned back, dug in his pocket and handed Joshua a cell phone. “This is clean and you can toss it. I have more. Call Kane. You’re going to need him.”
Joshua took the phone and gave a nod. “Thanks.”
Trip sauntered away, his gait fluid and composed. He didn’t look as if he was moving quickly, but a moment later he was gone.
“Now what?” Tessa asked.
A loud, impassioned cry emanated from the bed. He looked over. “Let’s get out of here. I need to make a phone call and then I want you to myself.”
“Oh?”
Someone else on the bed came even more loudly than the first. Tessa’s pussy was wet and ready for whatever Joshua had in mind.
He must have known how titillated she was. When he pulled her up from the low chair he brought his hands around, gripped her ass and pulled her tight against his hard cock.
The desperate sigh that escaped her lips had been building since they’d gotten to The Silk Stocking. She would have let him fuck her right there on the roof if he’d asked. Everything she felt was out of character for her normally serious, stoic disposition. Of course, everything that had happened to her since the desert attack had thrown her world into utter chaos. Meeting Joshua Lakeland and having him be interested in her was the icing on the cake of things that would have never happened.
He dipped his head, kissed her neck and up to her sensitive lobe. “Come on.”
They climbed up to the main rooftop club and then down to the street. Once they were off the main strip and walking toward the pickup truck Joshua took the phone out of his pocket. He held her hand and dialed with the other.
“Hey,” Joshua said.
Tessa heard only a mumbled reply from inside the phone. “I’m going to need some help.” There was a short pause.
“No, just you. You should put them someplace safe for a while.” Another pause.
“Do me a favor? You know who I’m with? Check on a couple living in Ohio. Make sure they’re safe.”
The mumbling inside the phone went on for a few minutes. Tessa’s heart pounded and her stomach tightened. He was sending his brother to check on her parents. She couldn’t even believe he’d remembered she had family let alone that he would want to make sure they were safe. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
