Kitty Kitty (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 5)

“You did not.” Beckham gasped a laugh as she turned to Six.

Six shrugged. “He had one of those voices. You know like that man, the one off of Roadhouse. The older one? Hot damn. That guy should do voice-over for porn, too.”

“Or he could be an audio narrator,” I admitted. “Having a sexy sounding voice talk dirty right in your ear?”

Sin’s hand on my shoulder curled tighter, and suddenly I found myself pressed up against the length of his body.

“You like people talking dirty in your ear?” he asked curiously. Again, talking directly into my ear.

His hot breath washing over my skin made me shiver.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I do.”

Sin’s chuckle was even worse.

It was dry and scratchy like he didn’t do it all that often. But even better, he was laughing because of something that I’d said and did. Which made something surge through me that made me think that I might very well be euphorically happy.

And horny.

We couldn’t forget that.

“I read a book last week about a priest.” Swayze fanned herself. “It was, swear to God, the hottest thing I’d ever read. I’ll bet listening to it would’ve set my panties on fire.”

“Was that the book that had you all hot and bothered when you came into the bar and…” Trick trailed off when Swayze slapped her hand over his mouth.

His eyes were full of mischief as he mimed zipping his lips once she pulled her hand free.

“We should start a book club,” Beckham clapped.

“I’m down for an erotic book club,” Laric murmured, petting a cat that jumped into his lap. I hadn’t seen the cat before, but the house we were in—Lynn and Six’s place—was massive. There was no telling what kind of animals they were hiding.

Swayze snickered at Laric’s comment. “It’s not that I don’t like the idea of you joining our book club,” she teased. “But I highly doubt that you’d like the books.”

His brows rose. “What’s not to like? There’s sex in them, right?”

She nodded. “And what’s not to like about that?”

Swayze rolled her eyes as Six clapped her hands. “Okay, our first one needs to be about that priest you were just talking about. Then we’ll have a discussion sometime next week while these losers” —she indicated the men— “have their team meetings. I like it.”

“But what about me? I’m a part of those team meetings,” Beckham grumbled, then turned her eyes to me. “And after she quits, she’ll be a part of them, too.”

I still wasn’t one-hundred-percent on board with it at this point. I mean… I needed benefits. I needed some ground to stand on that wasn’t wobbly seeing as I was about to have a baby.

A baby that was going to be here before I knew it.

A baby that was part Sin’s.

And, sadly, he was right.

A prison wasn’t a place for me when I was pregnant.

Even if I might want it to be.

I sighed.

“What’s wrong?” Sin asked.

Despite his conversation with the rest of the group, he’d been very much aware of what was going on with me. Hence the sigh that caught his attention almost immediately.

“I was thinking about things,” I admitted. “We’ll talk about them tomorrow or something.”

Sin stood up and caught my hand with his.

“We’re going,” he announced to the group. “Let us know if you have anything else on the man or the woman connected to the kidnapping case from today. We’re going home. It’s been a long day for her.”

We’re going home.

I had no idea how nice those words would be to hear.

“10-4.” Lynn stood up, but instead of his eyes going to Sin, they came to me. “I was one hundred percent serious about that job offer. I want you to take it. There will be benefits, and it’ll be a legitimate, actual job. Whether you work with him” —he gestured at Sin with his chin— “at the investigation business, or with me at my office alongside Beckham, I don’t care. They’re all under the same corporation. But one hundred percent, it’s a legitimate job offer. You have good instincts. Those same instincts saved a child’s life today, and regardless of how foolhardy your actions were today, they were good ones. Ones that changed the way that little girl will live her life. He was filling up the gas tank, Blaise. I don’t know if you know what that means but that was his last stop. If you hadn’t found her there, she would’ve been forever lost. Because these crazy motherfuckers know what they’re doing. They know how to hide and lay low. They know exactly what needs to be done to keep this out of the public eye. The world needs a few more people like you willing to take that chance on the children that are taken on a daily basis. And sometimes, they’re not nearly as lucky.”