Sir Loin of Beef (Grade-A Beefcakes 1)

I relaxed then. “Lunch?” It wasn’t a real date.

“Yes. At the deli by the library.”

“What else, baby?” Jed repeated.

“He didn’t seem to like that I told him I wasn’t interested. He showed up at the library. I saw him on the street and not just by coincidence. He watched me. And he sent flowers to the hotel where I work. A note, but he didn’t sign his name. And now this—”

“Like Jed said, he won’t bother you again.”

I turned on the truck, pulled away from the curb.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“My house,” I replied.

“Our house,” Jed clarified, picking up Kaitlyn’s hands and kissing the knuckles. “The house we’re going to share, starting tonight.”

I used the hands-free controls on my steering wheel and dialed Tucker.

“What’s the matter, Sir Loin of Beef? It hasn’t even been an hour. Can’t get it up? Need pointers?”

Jed grinned at Tucker’s comments that came through the truck’s dashboard.

Kaitlyn flushed prettily. I took her hand, placed it on my dick, letting her know I was hard for her, that I always would be. Behind those sexy fucking glasses, her eyes widened. I doubted she was all that surprised after the way we spurted cum like fountains from her hand job the night before. Even after that, I had a huge load in my balls just for her.

And instead of sinking into her sweet pussy, we had to deal with Beirstad.

“You can talk about my dick all you want, but not now. Kaitlyn has a stalker and we need your help.”

“Name it,” T said, his voice hard. Cold. No more playful banter. No one fucked with a Duke and since I made it very clear Kaitlyn was mine, she was under our protection, too.

“Find out where Roger Beirstad lives.”

“Fuck, Beirstad. Hang on, let me look him up.”

No one spoke as T did a search. It took about twenty seconds, but it felt like forever. My fingers gripped the steering wheel, eager to track the fucker down. I had no doubt the guy would run home to hide; probably thought he was invincible. He might be able to screw around with Kaitlyn, fuck with her head… hell, to tell her she had to lose weight… but he wouldn’t be able to play mind games with us. He’d be lucky to be alive when we were done with him.

“2417 Grassmere. I’ll meet you there.” He disconnected.

“You need to turn around. Grassmere’s the other way,” Kaitlyn said.

“I’m taking you home first. You’ll stay there while we go after Beirstad.”

She shook her head. “No way. I’m going with you.”

“Absolutely not,” Jed countered. “We don’t want you hurt.”

“You said you’d protect me and I believe it. Three big men, as if there was any chance Roger would get near me.”

“Three? No doubt T is calling in Gus, too.”

“One more reason why I’ll be fine.” I glanced to Jed who didn’t look happy.

“If you take me to your house, Tucker will get there first and he’ll have first dibs at the guy.”

I hardened my jaw at the thought of anyone touching Beirstad before me and Jed. He was fucking with our woman so we had first punches.

“Fine, but you stay in the truck,” I said, making a U-turn at the next intersection.