Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“’Scuse me,” Sin grumbled, seemingly pissed off, as he shouldered past me.
I had to jump backward to keep him from brushing against me. Something in which all three of them noticed.
“Hunt doesn’t like being touched,” Six said. “You dumbass.”
Sin rolled his eyes. “Fuck off.”
“Sorry, what?” Six crossed her arms over her chest.
“Uh-oh,” Wyett said around another mouthful of food. “You better run before she goes all Sixmo on your ass.”
“Sorry.” Sin pinched the bridge of his nose. “It’s just that I’m having a really big problem, and I don’t know what to do. I’m still processing.”
The fact that he was even saying anything at all surprised me. Normally Sin was very open with giving you words, but not necessarily having any substance to his words. If that made any sense at all.
“What kind of problem?” Six asked, interested now. “A woman problem?”
The way Sin flinched at the ‘woman problem’ made me narrow my eyes in concern.
It wasn’t like Sin at all.
I’d only known him for a very short time, and in that time, I knew him to be very jovial. He was a typical flirt. He gave as good as he got. But we never really got into depth when it came to him. He never gave away anything about him personally, now that I thought about it.
I didn’t even know if he had any family.
“Yeah, you could say that,” Sin grumbled. “The kind that comes with very overprotective family that would happily kick my ass if I went there with her.”
“Sounds like you already did go there with her,” Wyett said softly. “And you want to go there again, but you’re stopping yourself. Why?”
Sin opened his mouth to deny that, but immediately snapped it back shut. “Shit.”
Wyett grinned. Then she turned and looked at me.
She had a small piece of Rice Krispie stuck to her chin, and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning forward and licking it off.
She gasped, leaning into me as I pulled her closer, and snickered. “This was messy.”
It was. That was why I’d left it in the back with the drinks. I’d watched some kid bite into one at the counter and a lot of it had wound up on the floor as well as the kid himself.
“I see that,” I said.
“Get a room.” Six pushed past Sin and us, heading in the direction of her cabin where Lynn had disappeared with their luggage.
Sin followed shortly after with his own, leaving the two of us standing there for a few long seconds.
“I don’t really know how to camp,” she murmured softly. “Do you?”
We’d briefly discussed this during the week, but both of us had been so damn busy with work that it’d been rough to get a word in edgewise. Especially when she was on night shifts, and I was on whatever shifts required to catch up with four years’ worth of work.
Doing anything that Lynn needed first meant that I didn’t get my work done until well after normal business hours.
But I found that my work was a lot more fulfilling knowing that I had a purpose when it came to what I did with Lynn.
Helping people had always been my goal when I’d set out to fix the world.
“Let’s go,” she said as she climbed up on the tire and pulled out the air mattress that we’d ordered off of Amazon and hadn’t bothered to take out of the box yet.
I allowed her to get that while I got the large tub filled with whatever Wyett had thought we would need.
Turned out, when I opened it in the small but clean cabin, it was sheets, toiletries, food and everything else she thought we would need for the weekend.
Including lube.
I grinned wickedly. “What’s this?”
She grinned back. “Not for what you think, I promise.”
I didn’t know what it was she had it for, but I was definitely curious to find out.
• • •
My curiosity was appeased an hour later when I walked down to the water’s edge and stared in surprise.
“It’s a slip and slide.”
Wyett’s excited words had me turning to her.
Only, when I turned it was to find her running down the hill, the bottle of lube in her hands as she shook it at Six like a trophy.
“I got the lube!”
Those four words had all of the men around the campsite snapping their heads up.
Even Bruno, the resident asshole and quiet man, looked up from his chair at the edge of the lake.
The lake went down a large hill, then all but sheared off into the water.
There was a rather large dock, steps leading from the dock, and not much else but leafy green trees and water for miles.
“Score!” Six clapped, turning to the large black mat that was on the ground by her feet. “We’re gonna need it since the water hose has like, zero pressure.”