Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

Greta shrugged. “Yeah, but I’m thinking maybe I don’t want out of Rockton anymore.”

“What?” Luna gasped.

A huge smile spread across Greta’s lips. “I might have gotten an offer from Preston Clinic to be their new vet tech. And, I might have accepted it with the understanding that when a vet spot opens up, it’s all mine.”

Luna hooted and jumped up from her chair. “This calls for a celebration!” She headed to the bar with a skip in her step. Luna may come off as a bitch to most of the world, but if you took the time to get to know her, she was only partly bitch.

“That’s awesome!” I gushed. Preston Clinic was two towns over and was one of the best vets within a six county radius.

“What are we celebrating?” Hero asked.

I twisted around and was surprised to see him standing behind me. “Greta got a job at Preston Clinic.”

“Sticking around, huh?” he asked Greta.

Greta winked and clicked her tongue. “Only because I like being your personal shopper, Hero.”

Hero growled. “Just remember payback is a bitch.”

Greta flipped him off and popped up from the couch. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go celebrate the fact that I’ll be around to torment you more, Hero. Tootles.” Greta strutted over to the bar where Luna had gone in search of shots.

Hero hopped over the back of the couch and draped his arm over my shoulders. “You good?”

I reached up and ran my fingers over the slight stubble on his chin. “Never better.” I sighed, and my eyes connected with his. “Wanna know why?”

He pressed a kiss to my fingertips. “Tell me, Sunshine.”

“Because it’s you and me, Hero.”

“You and me, Sunshine. Always.”

*

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Indiana

It was too busy.

People everywhere.

I sighed and inhaled deep on the cigarette in my mouth. The nicotine coursed through my system, and I finally relaxed. I liked the comradery from the girls, but damn if I just wanted to be alone sometimes.

The cement slab out the back door of the clubhouse had become a private place to go and clear my mind for a few minutes while I killed my lungs.

Don’t even get me started on Frost constantly being close to me. The guy hardly spoke to me unless he wanted information about Tanya or Bunny, but he was always close. I didn’t know what to do with him.

I didn’t know what to do with any guy, but Frost seemed different than the creeps and drunks who loved to watch me dance. It was like he saw past the glitter, makeup, and boob tassels.

A branch cracked behind me, and I whirled around, ready to karate chop whatever animal was creeping in the small wooded patch of trees. An owl hooted, but there wasn’t anything there I could see.

“Way to freak yourself out, Indy,” I grunted.

A strong arm snaked around my waist, pulled me back against a hard body, and a hand covered my mouth. My blood ran cold, and I froze.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

*