Stacks' Savior (Iron Scorpions MC Book 1) by Sita Quiñones

Author:Sita Quiñones [Quiñones, Sita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knox Publishing
Published: 2021-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

10

Stacks

The drive to the next drop point isn’t very far from clubhouse, it was only a few cars that were lined up by a small, abandoned gas station but there were six men there. Issa, Cruz, Myself and Omen were the only ones that were able to come on this trip. We didn’t want to chance getting caught.

“How long until the next time they come with the product.” It was mid-day already but I know I hadn’t had much sleep since yesterday and my body was finally starting to let me know it. Everything fucking hurt. I couldn’t move my arms with a shooting pain going down my neck.

“What’s the matter?” Issa questioned.

“Nothing. I just want to know how long we are going to have to sit behind here.

In the lot behind the gas station there are a few dozen broken down cars. It looked like a scene right out of a freaking horror flick. I was sure that I would catch tetanus if I were to cut myself on the chassis of one of these old cars. We would need to stay here until the drop happened and we were able to catch up with Ché s men and relived them of the product.

“You’re a horrible liar.” Issa scooted closer to me. “Come here.”

“What?”

“Come here, I don’t want you fidgeting every five seconds while we wait.”

Issa positions herself on her knees and tries to turn me so my knees are facing hers.

“I need to be able to see if someone comes.” I don’t want to stop whatever she is going to do to me but we are on mission right now.

“Bro, I’m sure I’ll be able to see when someone shows up in this dusty ass place. Besides they can only come from one spot.” Omen says without looking at me.

I let out a sigh and get closer to Issa.

“Now put your arm on my shoulder.”

I lift up my arm tenderly, and have to bite down on the inside of my mouth to keep from crying out. I didn’t realize that it hurt this much. Fuck, I wouldn’t be surprised if something is broken in there. I rest my forearm on her shoulder and she slid both her hands up my shirt and wrapped them around my shoulder. She applies a soft pressure on the joint as she rolls and massages the tight muscles. I don’t know if it’s because I’m developing a thing for her or because I just have a sick obsession with this woman’s hands but the second she touches me It feels like the pain dumbs down tenfold. I just want her hands on me at all times.

“What are you planning to do about the other people in the other camps?” she whispers to me as she continues to work my sore arm.

“I can’t make you any promises, Issa, but I know Coyote isn’t going to just leave them behind if he can help it.”

There is a tense silence before she continues with the line of questioning.

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