Riding the Line (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 2)

I nodded. “Yeah. That’s Fayth’s kid.” I managed to lift the sandwich to my mouth with only dropping half of the filling onto my plate. I groaned when the deliciousness hit my tongue and closed my eyes.

“Good?” she asked hesitantly.

“The best.” I opened my eyes and took another bite. “Don’t tell Meg I said that, though.”

“I heard that!” Zag called. “And we all agree!”

“Not all of us,” King countered.

“Only because Meg sleeps in the same bed as you. She’ll chop your balls off if you tell her someone cooks better than her.”

Indiana rolled her eyes. “I can follow a recipe. That hardly makes me a good cook.” She wagged her finger at me. “You all could be good cooks if you actually tried.”

I pointed at my plate. “Why would I cook when you can make this?”

“You’re gonna eat sloppy joes for the rest of your life?” she laughed.

“If you’re the one making it, yeah.”

She plugged the sink and turned on the water. “You’re crazy, Frost.”

I nodded to the sink. “Leave that. Rules around here are the cook doesn’t clean. You took the time to cook, and now, we can take the time to clean the mess.”

“I don’t mind doing the dishes,” she insisted.

“You make the mess; we clean it up,” Snapper called. “Drop the sponge and back away.”

Indiana chuckled and held up her hands. “All right, all right. I won’t do the dishes.” She reached her arms over her head and stretched. “Do you think I have time to take a shower before we go see the puppies?”

“Puppies are postponed until tomorrow. Four o’clock,” Greta called.

“Then, that means you can take a long-ass bubble bath while we clean up,” Luna called.

I nodded toward the hallway. “You better take that offer and run with it, darlin’.”

Indiana wiped her hands on the dishtowel and tossed it at me. “Don’t gotta tell me twice,” she laughed. “See you in a couple of hours.” She darted out of the kitchen and down the hallway.

“Couple of hours?” I called.

“You ain’t seeing her the rest of the night,” King laughed.

Yeah, I was totally going to see her later.

This morning, we had kissed. The ice had been broken, and there wasn’t a chance in hell I wasn’t going to take my shot at getting a kiss goodnight.

*

Indiana

I hadn’t felt this relaxed in months.

Even before moving into the clubhouse because of the psycho on the loose, I never took the time to just relax and float in the tub. This was going to have to become at least a weekly occurrence now.

After I drained the water, I slipped into a pair of soft pajamas and wrapped my hair in a towel on top of my head. My body was like Jell-o, and I didn’t have the motivation to brush my hair. I had zero plans to do anything other than fall into bed and sleep.

Although Royal was still with the Meeks, Frost had reassured me she was safe, and for tonight, I could sleep better than I had last night.

I fell face-first onto the bed and was out within seconds.