Lazarus by Cooper McKenzie

Author:Cooper McKenzie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Quillan was ready to throw a foot-stomping, lip-protruding, ugly-grumping temper tantrum. It had been five days since Laz had rescued him from his father and moved him into his house. Five days and there had been no sexy action, other than a few kisses on his forehead, cheeks, and lips. His bruises were healing nicely, and it didn’t hurt to move, twist, or bend, but still Laz treated him like he was made of spun glass.

Quillan was not fragile. He’d survived being raised on a ranch by a homophobic asshole, a year of cooking school, and working in restaurant kitchens since he was eighteen. He’d been beaten up by jerks in high school when he refused to go out for sports, and beaten up by bullies in cities in both Texas and Kansas for simply being himself.

No, he was not fragile. What he was, was horny and hungry to see what Laz looked like under his clothes. He was also tired of sleeping on the couch and showering alone and getting dressed in the bathroom.

On Friday night, he was tempted to back out of the weekly family dinner since he wasn’t actually family, and Laz was working a shift at Saints. His hiring search for a manager or three remained ongoing. Apparently not many people wanted to work in a biker bar, even though it was family owned.

As he was dialing the number for Laz’s grandmother, someone knocked three times on the door. Before he could cross the great room to answer, the single knocks became a flurry of knocks that grew louder by the second.

“Open up, Quillan. We know you’re in there,” a female voice called as he twisted the deadbolt and then the knob lock.

“And we’re not leaving until you let us in,” another voice said.

Pulling it open, he tried to hold back a groan. But it was difficult because all five of the Santi women were standing on the porch with their arms crossed and toes tapping.

Quillan took a breath as he tried to push down the negative emotions that had been building in him since Laz had left to go to work a couple hours earlier. “Can I help you?”

“Yeah, go put your shoes on,” Cara said, sounding more bossy than usual.

“Why? I’m not going anywhere,” Quillan said.

“You’re coming to dinner with us. Laz called Max and asked him to make sure you made it. Max is busy manning the grill, so he sent us to get you. Go put on your shoes and let’s go,” Annie said.

Though he wasn’t fragile, he had learned over the past week that these women were each a force of nature, even when in their Little spaces. Facing them all together like this was like trying to stare down a category five hurricane…just not possible.

He tried to stare them down, but they simply stared harder. Finally, Quillan sighed and capitulated. “Oh, all right. Do I need to change my clothes?”

“No, you’re fine, but where did you get that shirt? I want one,” Dori said.

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