New Title 6 by Lila Rose

him. To start off with, I was stiff and totally freaked out
by the type of...affection it had me feeling, and what it showed the others. I
got over it when his luscious voice whispered in my ear to relax.
     Mattie
and Julian squeezed themselves into the lounge chair together, moaning about
how fake Supernatural was; not that it stopped Julian from squealing and
hiding his eyes with Mattie's hand on the more scary parts. Once Supernatural finished—pout—we started Burlesque. Another favorite on my movie list.
     “You
know, I'd turn gay for Christina Aguilera,” I announced. I felt Talon chuckle
behind me.
     “Not
if I got to her first.” Deanna yawned.
     I
shoved her and said, “Dude, she'd have my shoes under her bed way before your
stinky ones.”
     “Actually,
I'd have to agree; she is hot. I think I'd even turn straight for her,” Mattie
said, receiving a look from Julian. We laughed.
     It
was a great movie. I had to rewind it three times to the part where she sang on
stage for the first time . There was a knock on the
door; we all looked at each other while Talon stood and walked over to answer
it.
     “Boss,”
Pick said with a chin lift. His deep blue eyes looked stressed. He ran a hand
over his buzz cut, and then scratched his cute goatee.
     “Sup?”
Talon asked.
     Pick
looked over Talon's shoulder; his gaze fell upon Deanna, and then went back to
Talon. “Griz said to come grab her if I had to take off anywhere. I have to
take off, boss.”
     “What's
happenin'? I thought Griz was 'round tonight; he could have come himself.”
     “He
thought so too.” Pick leaned in closer. “She called.”
     Huh, what? Say again, or just speak the frig up. Who's
    she?
     I
glanced at Deanna and knew from her drawn brows she was wondering the same
thing.
     “Again?
Fuck,” Talon barked. “Where you gotta go?”
     “Need
to help my ma with somethin'. Griz didn't want to leave it to the recruits; the
others are busy either workin', drinkin', or fuckin'. So I gotta take her over
and lock her down before I leave.”
     Talon
nodded. He turned to the room. “Hell Mouth, time to get your ass outta here.”
     “Does
it bother anyone with how bossy these pricks are?” Deanna asked the room.
     “Yeah,
a little bit,” I answered, because sometimes it was also downright HOT.
     “You
know I can walk across the road on my own. I ain't no fuckin' child.”
     Pick
sighed. “I was told if you pulled any shit, I was to haul you over there over
my shoulder. Is that how you want it, woman?”
     Deanna
got up, grumbling and no doubt cursing under her breath, the whole way to the
front door. “See you losers tomorrow.” She waved over her shoulder and Talon
closed the door.
     “Well,”
Mattie yawned, “I'm buggered. I'm going to hit the hay.”
     “I'll
join you, honey,” Julian said. “Leave these two love birds alone.” Julian added
a wink.
     Why
was it that all of a sudden, I felt very nervous?
     “Wait.”
I bounced up from the couch. “Ah, doesn't anyone want a hot chocolate? A
coffee? A shot of something stronger?” I know I could use one.
     “No
thanks, sis,” Mattie said. He and Julian both came over and gave me a kiss on
the cheek goodnight; and no matter how much I pleaded with my eyes, the dicks
went off to their room.
     I
faced Talon. “Well, I guess it's time for bed.”
     He
gave me a chin lift. “Right, I'll lock up.”
     That
was easy. “Okay. I'll, ah, see you. Thanks, you know. Ah, night.” Maybe I
should have given him a kiss goodnight, but I was a chicken and bolted for my
room while Talon locked up and went home.
     I
got ready for bed while pondering on how easy it had been getting rid of Talon.
I thought he would have grabbed me or said something like 'Kitten, what the
fuck are you forgettin’?'
     I
slid under the covers and it dawned on me. I kind of had hoped he would’ve said
or done something and now I was disappointed that he hadn't made an effort.
Maybe