TRIGGER (Devil's Reach Book 1) by J.L. Drake

Author:J.L. Drake [Drake, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

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Tess

Music followed me down the long hallway. Leaning my shoulder on the wall, I glanced around at my new home, at everyone who had now become my family. I smiled at Brick, who had Minnie dancing around him, clearly enjoying her drink.

“What do you think?” a rough voice asked from behind me. I turned to Gus, who popped a cap off a beer with the palm of his hand. He tossed it in the trash before he chugged more than half of it.

“It’s different, but I like it.”

“It’s not for everyone, but you seem to fit in nicely.”

I looked over at the smoke-infested bar, getting higher as each moment passed. “Good.”

“My boy seems different with you around too.”

“Boy?” When he didn’t answer, I looked back, curious who he was referring to.

“My nephew.”

“Trigger?” He nodded. “I didn’t know you were his uncle.”

“Have been now for thirty-six years.” His laugh was followed by a heavy cough. “Hasn’t always been easy, but he’s a good kid. Despite how he comes across.”

Unsure how to respond, I went back to people watching.

“Well,” he gently touched my shoulder, “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Thanks, Gus.”

“You should get some sleep.”

“Oh, um, if I wanted to take a shower?”

“Trigger’s got a real nice one. He won’t mind.”

An uneasy feeling spread through me. I didn’t want to overstep my boundaries.

“He won’t bite too hard, Tess, and if he does, I have no doubt you can handle yourself.” He winked before he shoved the young prospect Jace out of a chair and settled in.

With a glance at my best friend, who was giving Rail shit, I decided to leave. The whole meeting today had mentally fried me, and I could use some alone time.

To my surprise, Trigger’s room was clean. Everything was in place, and it smelled almost like fresh laundry. Not sure what I expected, but it wasn’t that. His bathroom was impressive. Not much décor, but that seemed to suit him. It was large and had a huge tub, although my guess was he never used it. The shower had gray etching that swirled down the glass, French doors, and matching gray tiles offset by white.

Listening outside, I stripped down and turned the water on. It took a few moments to warm up, but then I sank into it. The steam quickly filled the space, engulfing me in cloud-like heaven. I searched for his body soap and lathered myself in his scent. The urge to stay there and relieve some tension was strong, but I didn’t want to be too long. I made quick work of my hair and laughed when I found he had very expensive conditioner. I guessed it to be about seventy-odd dollars a bottle. Hmm.

The scent was strong, and Trigger’s face kept appearing in front of me. My fingers inched downward, and I found my spot and gave it a little circle. I closed my eyes and let my imagination run, his strong hands on me, his lips to my neck on that certain place, his look—oh, his look, the one that held me in place and made me instantly wet.

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