Heathen: A Very Cerberus Halloween (Cerberus MC Las Vegas Chapter Book 1) by Marie James

Author:Marie James [James, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MJB Publishing, LLC
Published: 2024-10-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Heathen

I swear it takes half an hour of me sitting in the hot tub, begging for relief, before I'm capable of getting my body under control after she sauntered away.

What started out as a way to tease her and get the upper hand left me feeling like a preteen that got a glimpse at the damn underwear advertised in a mall window.

I'm not so perverted that I'd bring myself to completion in the hot tub, although I thought about it and fought the idea a little longer than I should've.

Instead of going inside immediately, I sit in a lounger with a towel wrapped around my waist for another couple of minutes, so I can go inside and not have to go upstairs immediately. I don't know what would happen if I opened the bedroom door and saw her in the bed, or worse, found her in the shower.

My eyes cut toward the stairs to the second floor when I come up out of the basement, and I swear my cock jerks, urging me in that direction.

How in the world did my teasing her turn around to torture me?

Talk about an epic failure on my part.

The door to the conference room is wide open, and I glance inside, finding Rooster with his face lit by multiple computer screens.

"Playing online games?" I ask as I enter.

"Not really the type to play games," he mutters, not pulling his eyes from the screen. "I'm more interested in learning."

"What are you learning about today?" I ask, just to keep the conversation going because if I can engage with him, it'll be better than going upstairs and engaging with Kaylee.

"Dima Tkachenko," he says without looking up.

"Really?" I ask, scooting in closer.

I grab the back of one of the rolling chairs near the conference room table and drag it toward his station, taking a seat and looking at the screen.

"Holy shit," I mutter. "Are you like some sort of savant?"

"I'm good with a computer," he says, as if there's nothing weird about the different windows popping up at a ridiculous speed, and then minimizing is completely normal.

"And you're reading all of that shit?" I ask, pointing to the three computer screens.

His fingers stop moving over the keyboard and his head turns slowly in my direction.

"What? No," he says, as if what I've asked is completely asinine. "The system is working through all the information. I have a program that breaks it down and categorizes it for me so I don't have to wade through all of the minutia."

"That makes more sense," I mutter.

"But I did write the program that does that for me, so I guess that's still awesome."

"Incredibly," I agree.

I'm not an idiot online, but I can't get you to the dark web or do much past a basic search with the use of a search engine. I don't really have the patience for any of it, and it makes me even more grateful that Kincaid saw fit to have Rooster here with us instead of us having to depend on one of the other guys.

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