Grave Danger by Hank Edwards

Author:Hank Edwards [Edwards, Hank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hank Edwards

CHAPTER TWELVE

Demetrius sighed in frustration as he worked on the knot in his tie. They’d just worn ties for the mayor’s funeral not too long ago, how could his fingers have forgotten the flow of it already?

Cody stood over Demetrius’s right shoulder, both of them crowded into their small pink-tiled bathroom. They didn’t have a lot of room for them to move, and Cody’s forehead was furrowed in concentration, his mouth turned down as he worked at his own tie. He looked adorable, but Demetrius wasn’t going to say it at that moment. When Cody growled and tugged the ends of the tie apart to start all over, Demetrius abandoned his own.

“Let me see,” Demetrius said.

Cody batted at the dangling ends of Demetrius’s tie. “We just wore these fucking things. If you can’t tie your own, how are you going to do mine?”

“Because I really, really like to do you.” Demetrius smiled as he worked Cody’s tie into what might actually become an acceptable knot.

A quick grin, there and gone, but a grin nonetheless, was his reward. With the week they’d had, he’d take it.

“You’ve gotten a lot more dirty-minded since you married me.”

“I was dirty-minded before,” Demetrius said, focusing on the tie. “I just never shared it with you.”

“Why not?”

Demetrius finished Cody’s tie with a quiet, “Ahhh,” and slid the knot up to his throat. “Because my dirty thoughts were mostly about you.”

Cody leaned down for a kiss. “Lucky me.”

“Lucky us.” Demetrius turned to the mirror again and took a step back until his shoulders and ass pressed against Cody’s front. “Now, I need to do me.”

“You’re a tease,” Cody whispered into his ear, dipping his tongue inside.

Demetrius lifted one shoulder as he squawked in surprise. He lost track of where he was in the process and had to start over, giving Cody’s reflection a gentle glare.

“Stop distracting me.”

“Says the guy grinding against my crotch.” Cody put his big hands on Demetrius’s hips and lowered his voice to seduction mode. “Do we have time?”

“No. We’re already running late.”

“The Widow won’t care.” Cody dipped his head down and nibbled the side of Demetrius’s neck. “She’s not going anywhere.”

“Ah! Stop it! I almost had it.”

“And I made sure you lost it.” Cody pouted at him in the mirror. “Sorry.”

“Liar.”

“Who, me?”

Demetrius focused long enough to get his tie knotted correctly and tightened it up to his throat. “Ugh. I can’t imagine wearing one of these all day. What the hell?”

“But our coveralls are so much more comfortable.”

“Good point.” Demetrius looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, then stepped to the left so he could see Cody’s reflection. Lifting his tie from his chest, he inspected the pattern and made a face before letting it drop again. “How long ago did we buy ties?”

“2002?”

Demetrius chuckled. “Probably right. Okay, let’s get a move on. And, to address your previous statement, the Widow is too going somewhere. She’s going to the cemetery.”

Cody huffed a breath. “The cemetery producing all the zombies? Yeah, she’ll be climbing out of that grave within a day.

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