Reaper's Till Death (Devils Rejects MC 3)

“Listen, I gotta go. I’ll call you back in a bit.”

The line goes dead and I am trying not to be mad at him right now.

Shelly opens the sliding glass door. “You okay?”

“Yeah. Just Quinn was being all weird on the phone.”

“Yeah. Charlie was being all weird when I tried to call him earlier. Men.” She shakes her head.

I follow her back into the room when a loud knock sounds at our door.

“I don’t think we were being that loud,” Sara says as she goes to look through the peephole.

Next thing I know she is screaming and throwing the door open.

Danny, Charlie, Quinn, and Tom (Terror) file into our room looking like sex on legs in their denim and leathers.

Sara is pulling Danny off to the side to give him her news.

The way he is looking at her and smiling, I can feel the love he has for her radiating from him.

It’s so sweet.

“Don’t be getting any ideas, yet, sweet ass.” My man pulls me into his arms and cups my butt. “I just got you and I’m not ready to build a house just yet.”

“A house?”

“When we decide to take that step, I’m building you a house. But for now, what do you say we go get a room and start practicing.” His facial scruff rubs against my neck.

“I’d say hell yes to that.”

“Good. Already a step ahead of you.” He holds up a room key and I grin back at him.

“I think we need lots and lots of practice…”

Quinn cuts me off with a kiss as he shoves me toward the door. I fumble for the door handle when a pillow hits Quinn in the back of the head.

“Get a room,” Boogeyman shouts.

“I’m trying,” Quinn tells him.

We make it out into the hall and he shoves me against the wall.

“Fuck, I missed you.”

“I’ve only been gone a day.”

“One day too many.” He bites at my neck. “One day I haven’t been able to fuck you.”

“Quinn… what are you doing here anyway?”

“Hades saw your message about Sara and like that.” He snaps his fingers. “We were on the road.”

I smile loving that he’s here.

“So, about that room…”

“What about it?”