His to Defend (The Guard Book 2) by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-21T23:00:00+00:00

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Lars paused at the keyed entrance of North’s apartment complex. Buttons lined the side panel, but he didn’t bother to look up his buddy’s apartment number or push the button. That’s what microchips are for.

He lifted a hand to the lock. He heard the click and turned the handle to enter. Five flights of stairs later, he reached North’s floor. He shifted the six-pack of beer to one hand and tucked the bag of chicken wings against his side so he could rap on the door.

Seconds later, a pretty woman wearing scrubs with a sweater over her attire opened the door, a smile on her face. “Come on in. He says he’s expecting you.”

He gave her a nod of thanks and stepped inside.

“In here, Brother.”

He grinned at the sound of North’s voice. As he navigated the apartment, past a row of coat hooks where at least three black leather jackets hung, he entered the living room. The couch faced the TV, though North wasn’t watching anything. He sat sideways, with his lower leg propped on several pillows.

As Lars looked on, the nurse bustled over to North and fussed with his pillows.

He smiled at her. “Thank you, Sadie.”

“Of course. Can I get you something to drink?”

She and North both looked to Lars, and he raised the beer. “Brought us some refreshments. Hope it doesn’t mess with your painkillers.”

North shot him a grin. “Fuck it. I could go for a cold one. Have a seat.”

The nurse gave North a disapproving frown and then tactfully removed herself from the room. Lars watched her go.

“Nice ass,” he said.

“Don’t I know it. I’ve watched her wiggle it enough.” North groaned, and Lars chuckled at him.

Looking his friend over, Lars said, “You seem to be mostly intact.”

“Missin’ a bit of my shin bone, but they tell me it’ll be fine.”

“Thank Christ. You don’t want to miss out on all the fun.”

North grinned at his reference to their work. “Hand me a beer, man. It’s good to see your face.”

Lars removed a cold one from the carry case and passed it to North, who flipped the top off with a flick of his thumb. Lars did the same and they sipped for a moment.

“Tell me how things are.” North pitched his voice low.

Lars slanted a glance at the place where the nurse had disappeared. “Running smooth. You’re not the only one out with injuries, though. We’re down two missionaries.”

Lowering the bottle from his lips, North nodded. “I heard. Damn, that hits the spot. Thank you.”

“Brought some wings too.”

“Now those I’m not sure I can eat.” North lifted his shirt to reveal a fresh scar down his abdomen. “Shot me through the damn gall bladder. Lost it the hard way.”

“At least you won’t get stones. No matter, I’ll eat the wings myself.” He set the bag on the coffee table separating them.

“How’s Oz holding up without me?”

“Oz is Oz. High-strung, stressed and overworked. Though having Rose and the twins is forcing him away from the Church a bit.

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