Angels Fall (Original Sin Book 2) by JA Huss & Johnathan McClain

Author:JA Huss & Johnathan McClain [Huss, JA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Science Future Press
Published: 2018-03-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten - Tyler

“The Delta, mostly,” says Pete.

“Shit, really? The Mekong Delta?” I ask.

“No, the Mississippi Delta. Yes, of course, the fucking Mekong,” Pete responds.

I’ve been sitting in his office asking him about his time in the service for most of the morning. He’s not particularly forthcoming, but I like him and I don’t wanna leave just yet. It doesn’t take Dr. Eldridge, who kinda reminds me of my mom, to tell me that I like Pete because he seems like the kinda guy I wish I had had as a dad, instead of my actual dad. Maybe I can get Doc Eldridge and Pete together! That’d be badass.

The blood on my shirt is mostly dry now and it looks kind of like a Rorschach test. When I stare down at it what I see is the sexiest woman I’ve ever met wrapping her gorgeous legs around me, and that makes my dick jump. Consequently, I’m not looking down at it, because I don’t want Pete to get the wrong idea. Never can be too careful.

“Jesus,” I say, “So what kind of missions were you running?”

Pete takes a bite of his corn dog (the lunch buffet at the club features corn dogs, presumably so that the girls can wrap their mouths around them while they’re giving lap dances to the lunch crowd. That’s just smart marketing) and studies me.

“Classified ones,” he says.

“Oh. So you were in Cambodia?”

“How long you serve?” Pete asks.

“Four tours.”

“And nobody ever told you what the hell ‘classified’ means?” he says, as he takes another bite.

I take a bite of mine too and we both chew in silence for a second.

“So how’d you wind up owning a strip joint in Vegas?” I ask him.

“You this inquisitive with everybody?”

“I dunno. I kinda stuffed down my inside voice for a long time, but lately I’m making an effort. Just trying to be a part of society or some fucking thing.”

He eyes me, nods. “Yeah… I get that.” Then he finishes off his corn dog, throws the stick in the trash, wipes his hands, and says, “Girl.”

“Girl got you to Vegas or girl got you to open a strip club?”

“Yep,” he says. I really like this fucking guy.

“Where is she now?”

He pauses for a moment. Then he turns in his chair and points to an urn sitting on the shelf behind him.

“Oh. Sorry.” I say.

“Nothing to be sorry about. She saved me when I thought I was past saving, we were together for a long time, then she died in her sleep with my arms wrapped around her. That’s about as good a life as a man can hope for.”

I start feeling kinda misty and I’m not sure why. I didn’t know her. Hell, I barely know him, but still something about the way he says it hits me in just the right place.

“There’s gotta be more to that story,” I suggest.

“There is,” he says. Period. Full stop. OK. I can take a hint.

I finish my corn dog too and toss the stick and napkin across the room into the trash can on the far side.

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