Page 91 of Knot My MC
“So sensitive,” I murmur, pinching his ass on the way to the table. He purrs and the other two groan as his cock hardens.
“No knots at the dinner table,” Knox orders with all the seriousness of an alpha giving a command.
Crow and I break into obnoxious laughter. Jag gives us a venomous once over, but his lips twitch slightly.
“It’s not that funny.”
“Oh, it’s knot?” I ask.
“Dear god, do not tell me you like puns.”
“What’s knot to love?” Crow asks.
“Maybe I should go to bed,” Jag mutters. “Can we stop with the dick jokes and eat already?”
“No need to get all huffy about it.” I take my seat, the picture of innocence with a sweet smile and batting eyelashes.
“Your good girl routine doesn’t fool me, Kiks.” Jag slides into his seat. “Next time I’ll win and you’ll be the naked one.”
“Somehow that doesn’t exactly sound like a punishment.” I grab some bread and start building my BLT. “You’d enjoy that too much.”
“She’s right.” Knox sits on my left. His phone rings, ruining the fun and games once he announces who it is. “Axel,” he greets the asshole on the other line.
I can’t make out what is said, only that Axel is pissed and yelling. Knox listens to him for a few minutes before interrupting him.
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, Axel. If you lost some money, I don’t see how that has anything to do with us.”
More shouting. Knox lifts his gaze and glances at all of us before focusing back on the call. “Sounds like you’ve got an electrical problem, Axel. Electrical fires are really common.” He pauses. “Say her name again and find out what’ll happen.”
I look at Crow and Jag, but they’re focused on Knox.
“Any day you want to work this out like a real alpha without hiding behind a gun, just let me know. I’m not afraid of a fight.” Knox pulls the phone away from his ear and glances at the screen. “Fucker hung up.”
“What did he say?”
“He thinks we’re responsible for the fire at his safe house. Said he thinks he saw us on his security footage”
“We are responsible.”
Knox nods at me. “But I’m not about to confirm that on the phone.”
“If he thinks it was us, he’ll find a way to get back at us.” I worry my bottom lip.
“Let’s not let him ruin our night. He’s already ruined so much, don’t you think?”
Touché.
* * *
In the middle of dinner, a loud knock sounds at the front door. The guys all turn to look at me.
“Are you expecting someone?” Jag asks.
“No.” I rise from my seat.
Knox tips his chin at Crow and my big guy stands, gesturing for me to lead the way. The frosty glass oval in the front door reveals two people standing on the stoop. For a moment, I worry it’s Axel, but if he decided to come here tonight, I doubt he’d knock. Maybe it’s the kids from last night? I share a look with Crow before easing the door open.
“Riley?” I ask, eyes narrowing on the officer standing next to the captain. “What are you doing here?”
