BAD 04 - Bad Attitude by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Sports & Recreation, Fiction, Romance, Suspense, Thrillers, Erotica, General
ISBN: 9781416516200
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2005-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

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Thirteen

Syd finished up her steak, which was as burnt as Jack had promised. But she ate it without complaint as she watched their “friend,” who was still unconscious, on the couch. She didn’t know what was in store for them tomorrow. Most likely more of the same—mischief, mayhem, bloodshed. Heck, Steele would probably get shot again, the way his luck was working.

Sighing at the thought, she scooted off the stool. “Where should I—”

“Just leave it on the table there, and I’ll take care of it,” Jack said as he handed a piece of steak to Cletus, who greedily snatched it from him and chewed it.

Syd took Steele’s plate and grabbed a can of soda before she headed back to his room. She veered off to the bathroom to grab a few supplies before she went across the hallway.

She pushed the door open to find Steele asleep. She smiled at the sight of him stretched across the bed—at least, until she saw the blood on the sheets from where he’d started bleeding again. She cringed at the sight. Poor guy. It amazed her that he was able to sustain such injuries and not complain about them. Most of the guys in BAD tended to whine like babies whenever they were hurt.

Moving to the nightstand, she placed the plate and soda there before she sat on the edge of the mattress. “Steele?” she said, shaking him gently.

“Syd?” His voice was deep and ragged, and he whispered her name as if in a dream.

“It’s me.”

“You got your gun?”

She frowned at his odd question. “Yes.”

“Then put me out of my misery.”

“Ahhh,” she said as she cuddled up behind him. So much for him not complaining, but then she supposed he had every right to. “Poor baby. You’ve had a really crappy day.”

He rolled over to look at her. “Yes, I have. And I hope you’re here to make it better.”

She smiled as he pouted. Good grief, the man was delectable. It was all she could do not to lean forward and suck that lip between hers for a long, hot kiss.

She brushed her hand against his taut arm as her heart started pounding. “How’s the knife wound?”

“I’m relatively sure I’ll live, barring infection or a new knife wound to my heart.”

She cocked her head as she watched him watch her. “I brought you steak and mashed potatoes.” She reached over to it and pulled it across the nightstand until she could pick it up and hand it to him.

Steele pushed himself up with a grimace.

“Here,” she said, taking the knife and fork away from him. “You rest your arm, and I’ll cut it for you.”

She saw the relief on his face. “Thanks.”

She cut the steak up, then offered him the fork. He captured her hand with his before he placed a sweet kiss over her knuckles.

“Why do you do that?” she asked.

“Do what?”

“Kiss my hand so much.”

His eyes scorched her with heat. “I like the way your skin smells. You use some kind of scented lotion.

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