Skulls and Stitches by N.J. Weeks

Author:N.J. Weeks [Weeks, N.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Carmine

It’s only been ten minutes since Jake left, and somehow, I am on cigarette number three and whiskey number two.

Killing time has never been a strong suit of mine. I usually use it as an excuse to smoke like a chimney or get loaded. Not like that is much of a deviation from usual day-to-day activities, but I’m exceptionally full of vices when there is time to spare.

Feeling restless, I twist my wrist toward me, lighting up my watch. The digital dial reads 7:00 p.m.

Excellent.

She should be walking through the door at any moment.

The ice in my drink taps against the glass as I return my wrist to my side, startling Nada as he rises from his dog bed. I need all the liquid courage I can get as I practically inhale what is left of my whiskey. Its sweet sting transports me into a somewhat relaxed state.

Nada’s collar shakes as he prances over to me. Excitedly, he jumps on his hind legs, which rival even my tall stature as his paws reach my shoulders.

“Down boy.” I pet him as he pants in happiness. “We must prepare ourselves for our special guest tonight,” I remind as I pet his short white fur once more before removing his paws from my shoulders.

The antique grandfather clock in the hallway just outside the study begins to chime, signaling the top of the hour. Just as the last chime echoes, leaving a distinct vibration through my eardrum, I hear the latch of the front door open. I put my whiskey glass down on the bar cart and place my hand on the pistol I have tucked in my belt, just in case. I assume it is Eric walking Sienna in, since I instructed him to bring her directly to my study once they arrived. However, I am always prepared in case the unexpected should occur.

My hands remain tight on the grip of my pistol as I listen close for confirmation of Eric and Sienna’s arrival. A few seconds pass, until I hear a mixture of high heels tapping against the hardwood floor along with the distinctly sweet sound of Sienna’s breathy tone.

Relief works its way through my body, knowing that she is approaching the study. I re-holster my pistol and head to the bar cart to take out one more glass. I set it aside so it’s ready for when she is with me for a drink, alone and away from Eric.

I shift my attention to the door as I hear the clicking of Sienna’s heels in the entrance in the study.

And fuck, is it a grand entrance that she makes.

I can’t take my eyes off her as her curves sway their way over to where I stand. I’m speechless, absolutely entranced by her beauty. Her ink-covered skin glistens as the dress she wears highlights every perfect inch of her. She is an absolute vision of unapologetic sex appeal. She could wear a potato sack and I would want to fuck her raw in it.

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