Bad Habits (Wages of Sin Book 1) by Neve Wilder & Onley James

Author:Neve Wilder & Onley James [Wilder, Neve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

16

Jonah

“What could you possibly have against drive-ins?” Cas picked through the tub of popcorn sitting between them, searching out the pieces with the most butter, no doubt. Roman Holiday played on the screen three rows of cars ahead of them. The speaker on Jonah’s side kept cutting in and out with static, and the breeze that blew into the car was as hot as car exhaust.

Jonah scanned the rearview and side mirrors for the fiftieth time. “Besides the fact that we’re sitting ducks?”

“We’re in a public venue. Look how many people are around us.” To the left of them was a Cabriolet with the top down, the young couple inside leaning against each other. To the right was an F-150 that had been backed into the space. The tailgate was down, and a handful of highschoolers snuck sips from a flask they passed around. Jonah’s Honda Civic was the outlier, as was the fact that he and Cas were still sitting inside it.

“JFK, Franz Ferdinand, John Lennon. Abraham Lincoln,” Jonah ticked off.

Cas waved a hand. “All way more famous than me. For now.” He flashed Jonah a grin. “Question is…have you dropped someone in a crowded venue before?”

“A long time ago.” Jonah couldn’t even remember what state it’d been in or who the client had been, only that he’d done it. “Anyway, I’m just saying it can be done. And with the number on your head, it might be worth it.”

“Then it’s a good thing you’re here to run interference.” Cas shrugged dismissively, but Jonah caught a trace of fear dart through his eyes before he pointed at the screen. “This is one of the best parts.”

Jonah didn’t even know what the movie was about. He’d been staring at the screen without really seeing it, trying to focus but unable to get rid of the uneasy feeling he’d woken up with. He wasn’t used to it lingering so long. For the past five years, the most he had to consider was his next meal, his next kill, his next fuck. No other responsibilities beyond that.

Cas poked him. “How about you put your arm around me, and we can pretend like we’re on a killer date.”

“Jesus, Cas.” Jonah groaned to hide a smile.

“Is that for the bad pun or for the suggestion that you put your arm around me?” Cas lowered his chin and looked up at Jonah from beneath his lashes, so effectively coy it should’ve been illegal for the things it did to Jonah. Cas definitely had an unfair advantage in that regard.

“I’ll let you guess,” Jonah said, then draped an arm around Cas’s shoulders, though the console between them made it awkward.

Cas leaned his head against Jonah’s bicep, and Jonah looked down at the top of his head. The pale flesh where Cas’s dark strands parted struck him as vulnerable somehow, and the prickle of discomfort took hold of him again. Cas deserved better than this. Better than leaning against a hitman in a fucking drive-in waiting on an informant.

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