HURRICANE (Beasts of Prey Book 2) by LC Lehesaho

Author:LC Lehesaho [Lehesaho, LC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-27T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

I can hear the music, "Under Your Scars" by Godsmack, out to the balcony as I watch Cobra through the glass. She's sleeping on the couch, tucked under the blanket with black sheets. Her hair is flowing over the armrest, almost reaching the floor. Even though I love her no matter her hair color, I think she should go back to the pink. It might help her feel at home.

Blowing a thick cloud of smoke out of my lungs, I think about the pills she said she'll agree to take. It might be a good idea, but something bothers me about it, and I don't fucking know what. The sense of foreboding tickles my skin and makes my bones cold, and it pisses the shit out of me that I can't find a reason.

We found the mole, so it's perfectly safe to live in the mansion, and Wolf and Falcon are working with Pronto Muerte to find Crusador. What's the most amazing thing is that even when Cobra felt sick again, she's now still smiling in her sleep. So, everything should be going in the right direction. Maybe I'm thinking too fucking much.

I take another long drag of smoke, filling my lungs more with than enough, and scrub a hand over my face. The sting on the now bandaged wound makes my eyes shift to her hand. There's a bandage too, which I put on her before she did the same to me. Her hands are palms against each other under her cheek as she sleeps sideways, looking peaceful. There are no worry lines on her forehead, only a blissful smile on her sensual lips. It makes my heart swell, filling every inch of me.

I managed to make her feel better. I got that smile on her face.

Fuck, it feels good.

Better than anything else in the world.

Multiple ideas start to spin in my head on how to keep her smiling, and I pull the phone from my sweats' pocket, placing the cig between my lips. I scroll the screen to find the one thing I need. She's gonna love it.

Movement on my left catches my attention, and a quick look reveals Puma, who is jumping over the railing from his balcony to Cobra's and closing to mine. I focus back on my mission and finish it before he comes next to me, leaning his ass to the railing like me.

"What's up? She's sleeping again?" he asks, looking straight at her, so what a fucking dumb question was that.

"No, she's just lying there with her eyes closed for no good reason," I retort, blowing a cloud of smoke out.

Puma shrugs. "Who knows, that's what I do on my couch."

It’s actually true but doesn't end on his couch. The lazy fucker does it everywhere.

"Yeah, well, whatever. Cobra was ill again, but not as long as yesterday. She still needs to rest," I tell him, sticking the butt to the ashtray. After taking a bath together to get all the blood off and eating breakfast, she started to throw up.

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