Kitty Kitty (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 5)

Sin stepped over him, picked up the shank, and kept walking.

This time, nobody stepped into his path. Maybe it was the really pissed off face that Sin was wearing, or the fact that he had a shiv. Whatever the reason, when he got to the man choking Drummond, all he did was place the crude plastic to the man’s throat and poke him.

The man dropped the shirt, which Sin then picked up and tossed over his shoulder casually, making me realize that it was his.

He gave one last look at the inmate who was quickly getting up off the guard and then reached unceremoniously for Drummond.

He had him by the collar of his flack vest and was dragging him our way when it happened.

Drummond seized the weapon in Sin’s hands and yanked it out of his hold, causing his entire hand to filet open.

Sin cursed and dropped him to the ground, kicking him away from him as he used the t-shirt in his hand to wrap around his profusely bleeding hand. He tossed Drummond a furious, pissed off look and left him there, still gasping, with the shiv.

I gritted my teeth and growled in anger as Sin made his way back toward me.

Another inmate was upon Drummond then, and Drummond’s scream of pain as the inmate punched him and stole his shiv did nothing to cause Sin to turn around.

Not that I blamed him.

Drummond, again, was a dumbass.

“Damn, this is a good book,” the big man in front of me said when Sin was two steps away.

“What’s it about?” Sin asked as he chanced a look at his hand.

He grimaced and replaced the shirt over his hand, but I saw the damage to it.

That was going to need a shit ton of stitches.

Luckily, before I could say that to him, the guards in riot gear came out and started to rein in all the inmates.

“You two get behind me so they don’t think that you’re being bad boys,” I ordered as I stepped in front of them.

Sin hissed in an angry breath, but ultimately allowed me to do what I could.

“It’s about a man and a woman who are in a plane crash. The man, or boy really, is just barely sixteen. He crashes with his tutor, who’s like twenty-five or something. They’ve been on this abandoned island for years after this plane crash, and the kid’s grown. I think. I skipped a bit to get to this part. Now they’re together.” He paused. “They have kids on this island and everything before they’re rescued.”

That actually sounded kind of awful.

Why would anyone want to raise kids on an abandoned island?

Then again, if I was left with a man that I found attractive, like Sin, and we were stranded, and I didn’t have any birth control? Well, depending on however long it took me to get rescued, say five years, I’d likely have five kids back to back.

Sin was just that hot and delectable and irresistible to me.

“It ends with them getting rescued, her being charged with statutory rape, and then them running off into the sunset together anyway.” He paused. “Guess he was underage when they first did it. That’s kind of sucky how it ended. His parents were douchebags.”

I looked at him over my shoulder, taking my eyes away from the guards that were getting the inmates in line, and said, “So you’d be okay with a man that was say, ten years older than your daughter getting her pregnant when she was sixteen?”

“My daughter is a smart cookie. If that’s what she wants, who the hell am I to deny her anyway? Statutory rape is supposed to stop some thirty-year-old from talking some dumbass kid, say thirteen, into doing it. They’re too young yet to make those kinds of decisions.” He told me. “Here, read it. I’ll bet you like it when you read how it was done.”

I might.

I took the book just in time to see a man come running my way.

The man that’d taken the shiv.

He had it up over his head like a goddamn sword and was bringing it down toward my face when I instinctively raised the book up high over my head.

I caught the shiv with the book, twisted it, and then helped the guy onto the ground with a kick of my steel-toed boots straight to the balls.

I heard a disgusting sounding pop, and then he was crying and wheezing on the ground.

“Damn,” Deke said. “That was a twenty-dollar book.”

I felt Sin’s hands on my hip for a few short seconds. Then he was pushing me forward so that he could reach for the shiv.

“Don’t touch it,” I recommended. “They’re on their way and they’re all antsy. They’re going to see you with that and think you’re the enemy.”

Sin sighed and stood back straight.