Chapter 2 #3
His other half. He missed her crazy ass.
Stepping between her thighs, Gannon kept his gaze fixated on her.
He reached down, each of his hands gripping her thighs in the tight ass skirt clinging to them.
His teeth sank into his plump lips, and Sekani’s pussy pulsed with an aching need.
Gannon fisted her hair and drew her in roughly for a nasty ass kiss that left her breathless.
That psycho shit really turned him the fuck on.
“Yo, G. We need to talk.” Eirian traveled over to the counter, glass in hand.
Gannon and Sekani parted, eyes taking each other in. Her brother slid up at the counter beside where she was seated and leaned over.
“Where the fuck you been?” Eirian questioned.
“I was around. Just checking on some shit,” Gannon answered, tired of answering to motherfuckers about how he was moving.
“Like Minx?” Eirian pressed, curious as he lifted both eyes from his glass.
Sekani was also interested in that answer.
“Yeah. I wanted to see if I could figure out where everyone is at and how they are going to move with Max gone. You could’ve at least told me what the fuck was going on. Now you bringing heat down on this fucking club. That’s some shit Cretia don’t need taking over,” Gannon explained.
“So that’s what this is about? That Kim K enhanced ass hoe?” Sekani demanded, face twisted up in disgust.
“It’s about being smart. Max still got a team out here,” Gannon argued.
“And they are weak without him now.” Eirian piped up, his words cutting like knives.
“The ball is in our fucking court. I think it’s about time I come face-to-face with our loving father’s widow.
Mila skated away a long time ago and never had to be held accountable for what she did.
Well, it’s about to be judgment day around this bitch.
” Eirian swallowed the remainder of his drink and straightened up at the counter, slamming his glass down.
Gannon didn’t get a settled feeling from any of that.
He knew what the goal was, but he wasn’t convinced that Rose and the rest of Max’s crew weren’t capable of going to war.
If anything, they were probably more motivated than ever to do just that.
Blood was going to be shed, and Gannon wasn’t sure he wanted to be a part of that when the bodies started dropping.
Rose and Finn strolled through the front door with Mila that evening, and the house was still.
Luna was up watching TV, and as soon as she saw the headlights in the window, she was grateful.
Minx finally drifted off to sleep, but there was no way she was leaving her side.
She would stick around as long as she needed to.
When Finn waltzed inside, she went right to him and embraced him.
Mila kicked off her shoes as she dropped down into the sofa.
Exhaustion plagued her face when her head hit the back cushions.
Rose scrolled through Nadia’s messages she’d left earlier that he still hadn’t responded to.
The main thing that he wanted to do was check on Minx and make sure that she was good.
She’d been on his mind all day while they were out making moves.
“I’m so glad to see you.” Luna kissed Finn’s lips, and he kept an arm wrapped around her.
“How’s Minx?” Mila asked, yawning.
“She’s finally sleeping,” Luna answered, turning slightly to face her.
“Good.” Mila bobbed her head. “Thanks for sticking around here, Luna.”
“Hey, it’s not a problem. You guys are family, always,” Luna insisted.
“Well, the rest of you should try and get some sleep as well. It’s going to be a long week.” Mila kicked her feet up on the table. “You are welcome to the guest rooms and whatever is in the kitchen,” she said, voice drifting off while her eyelids grew heavy.
Luna faced Finn, and Rose brought his eyes to them both.
“I’m just going to crash with Minx. Y’all can take my old room if you want,” he suggested, starting up the staircase behind him.
“A’ight, bro. I’ll catch up to you in the morning,” Finn replied, waving as Rose disappeared up the staircase.
He peered down into Luna’s pretty ass face, and his lips meshed into hers warmly.
“You miss a nigga?” Finn teased, hugging her closer to him.
“I did, but I’m too tired to do anything about it,” Luna said with a laugh.
“Shit, me too. Let’s just get some rest.” He guided her toward the staircase, and they ascended together toward the bedroom.
Rose slipped into Minx’s bedroom and found her sleeping in her bed soundly with her arms tucked under her head. He kicked his shoes off at the foot of her bed and pulled his T-shirt over his head, leaving himself in his jeans and wife beater. He slid in behind her and hugged her.
“Mmm.” She stirred and inhaled his familiar scent. “Rose.”
“I’m good, Minx. Get your rest.” He gently kissed her shoulder.
She gripped his arm tighter around her and closed her eyes. With his arms encasing her, she felt safe. Slipping back into a deep slumber, she let her dreams carry her away. It was the only place that she could see Mikki, and she wanted like hell for her father to come to her too.