The Sinners Touch (A Manwhore Series Book 2) by Apryl Baker

Author:Apryl Baker [Baker, Apryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-04-25T05:00:00+00:00

Food in the fridge, call me.

His stomach growled, reminding him he hadn’t eaten all day. The clock on the microwave told him it was 11:19. Wow. He’d been upstairs with Angel since a little after four.

A raid of the fridge yielded a pan of lasagna and a plate of garlic bread. He cut himself a very large chunk and took a couple pieces of the bread which he consumed while he waited on the microwave to nuke his late supper. It smelled divine. Had to be Lily’s. The boy couldn’t boil water. He’d seen Nikoli burn a pan once trying to do just that. He’d forgotten he’d put water on and scorched the pan when it boiled dry.

Once he had his food in hand, he grabbed a beer out of the fridge and settled himself on the living room couch. Nikoli’s white cushions be damned. He was tired, cranky, and would pay for the cleaning if he spilled anything.

He fished out his phone and opened the FaceTime app. He needed to talk to his brother. Dimitri shouldn’t be asleep. It wasn’t that late in L.A. Kade had come to a decision holding Angel while she slept, and he needed advice. Dimitri was the one person who might be able to help him.

“What’s up, bro?”

Kade shook his head at his brother, who had his arm wrapped around a very pretty brunette. “You busy?”

“Nah. Babe, go find us some drinks. I’ll be back in a few.”

The image shook as Dimitri walked into what looked like his bedroom. The soft sounds of the radio played in the background. Booty call music, his babushka called it. Where an eighty-year-old woman heard that phrase, he did not want to know. It always cracked them up when she said it, though.

His brother’s face popped back up on the screen. Dimitri was the only Kincaid brother to look more like their mother than their father. He even had her white blond hair and sky blue eyes. The odd man out in photos. He used to tease Dimitri mercilessly about that. Until he got old enough to beat Kade’s ass.

“You look like shit, motherfucker.”

“Good to see you too, D.” Kade rubbed his chin. It was a fair assessment. He probably did look like shit.

“What’s going on?” Dimitri sat, giving Kade a view of the headboard. “You don’t look good. Is it the case you’re working on?”

“I fucked up. Big time.” He ran a hand through his hair. “You remember that undercover case I worked in Miami?”

“Yeah.” Dimitri nodded, his eyes crinkling with concern. “You were fucked up when you got home. I’ve never seen you like that, brat, before or since. You refused to talk about it, even when I threated to beat it out of you.”

“I made a bad decision, and it fucked everything up.” He leaned back against the couch, not caring that the plate of lasagna was sliding off his knee onto Nik’s pearly white fabric. “I don’t know what to do.”

“First, slow down and calm down.

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