Page 130 of Down & Dirty: Reaper

When it dawned on her what he was hinting at, she rolled her deep brown eyes. “He’s such an asshole.”

“Nothing you weren’t aware of.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t call him out on it. Anyway, getting back to Lexi, she had news from their run.”

He simply lifted an eyebrow and waited since this woman needed no encouragement to talk.

“They ran into the Souls. Sounds like their members were hauling ass.”

His muscles instantly went from relaxed to tight. “Heading which direction?”

“South. I wonder if they were trying to get out of Pittsburgh in a hurry.”

That was a possibility. “Or they had somewhere to go. Plus, if their route was through DAMC territory, I’m sure they didn’t want to dawdle.”

She bugged her eyes out at him. “Dawdle? You just used the word dawdle? Who are you?”

“Someone with a vast vocabulary. If you want a man who only grunts and gives you single word answers, you’re looking at the wrong one.”

She sighed dramatically. “I don’t think you’re going to fit in here.”

He chuckled. “Well, I can unzip my jeans and you can give me head on the spot, would that help me fit in?”

She cocked an eyebrow at him. “Do you really want me to do that in front of my father?”

Fuck that. He preferred to remain breathing. “Like I would ever make you do that. It’s disturbing you think I would.”

“Well, after using the word dawdle I should’ve known you wouldn’t,” she joked. “I’m starting to wonder if you’re a closeted nerd.”

He gave her a sharp salute. “Nerd here, at your service. Would you like me to use fallaciloquence in a sentence?”

She jerked against him and whispered, “I have no idea what that word even means.”

“Lies. For example: I’m tired of listening to their fallaciloquence, I want the truth.” He wasn’t really a nerd but when he had run across that word somewhere, he looked it up, and for some stupid reason it had stuck with him.

This was the first chance he got to use it. And most likely would be the last.

“Holy shit. You better keep your voice down when using them big, fancy words, Devil Dog, or these cavemen might run you out of Shadow Valley with torches and pitchforks.”

“Anyway, I guess we need to figure out what the fuck spooked the Souls. If that’s what happened.”

“Agreed. Things have been too damn quiet since returning from Columbus. I expected a war to pop off by now. If we’re lucky, the Chens will go after the Souls, too.”

He mmm’d. “Maybe. If they did, it would solve the original problem of them running through DAMC territory.”

“Right? They wouldn’t be running anywhere.” Vi blew out a breath. “But that would be too easy. And if anyone knows that nothing goes smoothly, it’s you.”

Reaper groaned. “Thanks for that reminder.”

She gave him a blazing smile. “You’re welcome. We’ll deal with that whole cluster tomorrow morning when we’re at the Warehouse. Right now I need another beer.”

“You’re not the only one.”

“And then we need to go home, share a shower, and jump each other’s bones. I’m not Cherry and really don’t want to lick your sweaty balls.”

“Christ. What did I get myself into?” The woman had such a sick sense of humor. But he loved it.

She poked him in the gut. “You’ll be getting into me soon, you lucky fucker.”