Page 43 of Double the Dilemma

“He’d probably drag you back to the doctor to see for himself,” Esme predicted with a snicker.

“Probably,” Harlow agreed. “Speaking of overprotective men,” she said with a pointed look at Karissa. “What’s the deal with you and Razor? Has he sexed you into giving him a chance yet?”

“I sure hope so, the way she was screaming last night,” Royal laughed. “Damn, you give Savage and I a run for our money.”

Karissa refused to be embarrassed. Instead she grinned and said, “I said I’d give him a shot, but not because of the sex. Though that did help with my decision. The man can go for hours.”

“Gross,” Gabe cried as he came down the stairs. “I don’t need those images in my head, Aunt Rissa,” he informed her with revulsion clear on his face.

“Then you shouldn’t be eavesdropping,” she pointed out.

He glared at her, and then turned his attention to his mother. “Mama, Papa just messaged and said he and the Savage are going to work on their bikes with Razor, and Ronin is going to help. I’m going to go over there.”

“Alright,” Esme said with a smile. “Have fun.” Gabe nodded and raced out of the house without a backwards glance.

As soon as the door shut behind him, everyone turned back to Karissa and she regarded them flatly. “What?”

“Now that we don’t have little ears listening in, how about you tell us about those sexy as hell bikers that came for you?” Harlow suggested with a waggle of her brows. “Because, damn, I wouldn’t mind staring at them for a while.”

Karissa rolled her eyes. “Trust me, they might look hot, but they’re as annoying as any man. And even more crazy than most.”

“Do you have a favorite?” Wren asked curiously.

“There are no favorites on a team like that,” Karissa told her. “Favorites can divide you, and when you need them to have your back, you can’t like one more than the other. Same goes for hating someone. If we had a beef with each other, we worked it out because we couldn’t have some kind of problem affecting our jobs. That’s what gets you killed.” Win and Wren both nodded.

“I think what we all really want to know is if you slept with any of them,” Esme said with a wicked grin. “And if you did, spare no details.”

Scarlett glanced at Wren and Win. “Is there any point in telling you guys not to listen or leave?”

Wren and Win gave her droll looks. “We live with you and Rogue, so what do you think?” Wren replied.

“The things we’ve seen and heard between you two will be a lot worse than hearing if Karissa slept with one of the hot bikers,” Win added. Scarlett sighed but didn’t argue.

Everyone looked back at Karissa expectantly and she rolled her eyes. “No, I didn’t sleep with any of them,” she told them. “It’s not exactly a good idea to mix sex and teamwork.”

All of them pouted. “How could you not though?” Royal demanded. “I mean, have you seen them? They’re hot, and I bet they all have big d—”

“Most of them are average,” Karissa quickly interrupted. All the women stared at her. Karissa sighed. “Look, we were in some tight quarters. I’ve seen them all naked, and they’ve seen me naked when we were on missions.”

“And you didn’t think to start with that?” Esme gasped. “Some friend you are.”

“I think we need to know who the biggest is,” Harlow agreed. “I mean, my man is hung like a horse, so I doubt any of them are as big as him, but I still want to know.”

Karissa rolled her eyes. “It’s been a long time, so I don’t really know. And it’s not like I grabbed a tape measure and compared when they weren’t looking,” she said drily.

“That’s good, because so many would be sorely lacking, it would be embarrassing,” Taz’s voice said behind them, making most of the women gasp and jump. Karissa just turned to glare at him. He stood in the doorway, grinning, with Vulture following behind, smiling smugly. “Xena, Xena,” Taz tsked as he moved into the room. “I can’t believe you didn’t invite me to this little get together. You know how much I love talking about my cock.”

The other women snickered and laughed, but Karissa merely arched a brow. “We’re all aware that it’s your favorite appendage,” she returned. Then she gave a wicked grin. “And how sad it is that yours isn’t the biggest or prettiest.”

“You think your words will hurt me, but we all know that if you had to pick out of all of us, you’d have chosen to sleep with me,” he said. He winked at the other women. “Don’t listen to her, ladies, she’s just jealous she’s not as pretty as me.”

“Can we stop talking about dicks in front of the teenagers, please?” Scarlett sighed, sending Taz a warning look.

“We know what a dick is, Scarlett,” Wren reminded her with a sigh.

“This isn’t an appropriate discussion for two teenage girls,” Scarlett said firmly.

“He’s not that interesting anyway,” Vulture said with a smirk. Taz flipped him off, which made the girls giggle. “Xena, we came over here to tell you we’re sparring in the gym later and your ass better be there. You’re getting soft.”

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