Vicious Lies: Vicious City Series, Book Two by Renard Loki

Author:Renard, Loki
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

7

Blaze

I’ve never been carried like this before. I’ve seen it in movies. I’ve read about it in books, but I never knew just how it would feel to be held in a fireman’s carry. Turns out, the guy’s shoulder really fucking digs into your hips.

Slick doesn’t put me down until we’re down in the parking lot. There he drops me by his car and opens the passenger door for me. I don’t fuck around. I just get in. That gun in my face has shaken me up more than I’d ever admit.

“What are you going to do with me?”

Slick glances over at me as he gets into the car. His blue eyes are so damn… I could call them innocent, but it’s not innocence. It’s just his own inimitable self. I didn’t take him in before, but now I do. His hair is pushed back and to the side, half slicked. He looks good.

“I’m taking you for ice cream,” he says, hitting the auto-start.

“Again? Really? He put a fucking gun to my head. He threatened YOU, and you’re still going to just get ice cream? Alright, you do you.”

I sit back and fume to myself.

Slick is so damn cool about everything. So fucking calm. I have no idea how he can handle Vicious. That guy is a fucking psycho. Though, I did notice he never put his finger near the trigger. He kept it straight on the barrel. Like a cop, or a soldier.

This time we don’t head to the amusement park like we usually do. We don’t head to any park. We head about five blocks down the street and straight into another parking garage.

“What’s going on?”

“We’re home.”

“Whose home?”

“Mine,” he smiles.

“Really? You’re taking me back to your place? That’s what’s happening?”

“Sure. If I’m going to keep you out of Arthur’s place, I’ll have to keep you in mine.”

“Who the fuck is Arthur?”

Slick laughs and gets out of the car. “Come on,” he says, leaning down, his long limbs looking all the longer when he has to bend down like that. “Let’s go upstairs.”

I’m too curious not to go, of course. Slick is cute as hell. And he’s nice. Really nice. Way too nice for me. He’s a blonde haired, blue eyed, all-American boy scout of a man. Not the sort of guy you usually meet in this business. I’m used to thugs, mongrels, and assholes. Slick is none of those things. Vicious must have some kind of a use for him, but I can’t think what.

While I’m thinking, I follow his broad back up to the apartment. It turns out to be a nice place. Not as over the top as Vicious’, more simple and clean. There’s a bag of half open chips on the counter.

“You want ants?”

He smirks. “You want a drink?”

“Sure. I’ll have a beer.”

“You can have a soda,” he says, opening the fridge. “I don’t think you need any mind altering substances.”

“Okay, Dad,” I roll my eyes at him.

He hands me a soda and tells me to give him a minute.

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