Plowable Hottie Roster #3
Aram had been open about the Nether Fae history leading up to the fight, and it was the first time both Jo and Cash openly admitted to being wrong about him and his brothers. Neither one seemed to like him much, but at least they weren’t demanding he leave either.
Small mercies.
Grams clapped her hands together and addressed Kris, “Guess the vacation is almost over. Get the Hunters ready for a full assault. It’s just about time to raid the main headquarters and seize control.
It’ll give us a perfect path to all the facilities across the world.
” Her gaze went to Aram next. “Your people will take care of the rest, right?”
Surprised to hear it, I glanced at him. His arms were crossed over his door-wide chest, and he had that kingly look about him.
“Of course. Consider it done, Hunter Rose. Rayis and Dagon will have our Fae ready to move to the locations indicated and work with your teams to secure each one.” He addressed her, but his eyes were on me. “But the favor I asked for in return…”
Grams sighed out loud. “You Fae and your deals.”
“Excuse you,” Cash interjected loudly. “What bloody deal?”
Phillip growled behind me, and even Sloan seemed bothered by the mention of a deal. Jo pinned Aram with a fierce glower, a dagger dancing around her hand in open threat.
I spoke too soon. Here came the argument.
Aram shrugged and acted like none of it bothered him, but he couldn’t hide the excitement he felt ruffling the rest with the bold statement. He might want to make me happy and be putting up with them for my sake, but he’d do it his way.
“Nothing untoward,” he answered nonchalantly.
“I simply requested a moment away with my mate before all of this business took place. Our time together has been somewhat under duress, and unlike you, our relationship didn’t start on the best terms. I’d like a little time to rectify that.
I think I’m owed at least that much after everything. ”
I laughed out loud. “Um, all of these guys were basically assholes when we met, save maybe Jo and Sloan. But it was hardly insta-love in any of their cases. You might want to revise that statement a bit, my dude.”
His red eyes glinted, and he cleared his throat, unable to argue with me. Unfortunately, the masochist also seemed to be getting off on it as another reel of fantasies played through my head—him tied up and under my command, my overtly sassy fantasy self dressed for the part and dishing out orders.
Maybe Fae men had a thing for being dominated. I was almost tempted to tell Cash he and Aram had that in common just to hear the ghoulish outcry of horror at the mere thought that he had anything in common with that “prancing winged wanker,” as he’d put it in one of his many texts.
Phillip kissed my shoulder, pulled my hair back, and whispered in my ear, “Good girl.”
I ignored the greedy thing between my legs that always clenched anytime he called me that and tried not to make my love life front and center to this conversation.
It was weird enough Aram had basically asked my grandmother for bang time.
But Grams had supernatural hearing, so I knew for a fucking fact she didn’t miss what he’d said.
Fuck my life.
I really need a place of my own.
Kate laughed and whispered to Big, her hand blocking her mouth, but I had heightened hearing so I didn’t miss a word she said. “That’s my girl. Even a god can’t conquer her.”
Big’s sneaky grin was too fucking adorable. These two becoming a thing wasn’t on this year’s bingo card, but I was totally digging it. Granted, I had my own relationships to fuck up, but at least I wasn’t alone in this crazy new world of strange love.
Grams didn’t appear bothered by any of it and simply went on, “It’ll take a week to get things in order and everyone ready, so I’ll let V decide what she chooses to do with that time.” Her eyes went to me. “Which reminds me…”
I watched her dig something out of her pocket, then walk over to me. Everyone was smiling like they already knew what was up. I had no fucking clue what it could be until a key landed in my hand.
“Your new place,” she said with a shit-eating grin. “I think it’s time you start living like an adult, don’t you?”
I beamed at her. “I thought I already was?”
She pinched my cheek and sighed. “You’ve gotten a lot sassier since we trained together. I guess I have you lot to thank for that.” Grams made a point of looking at everyone in the room, save Sungho and Kris.
None of them argued.
Because they couldn’t.
Phillip squeezed me and stole the key. “I’ll make sure she finds it.”
Sloan snatched the key from him. “No, I think it’s better I do.”
Suddenly, the key was in Jo’s hand as she dangled it. “I think this job is better suited for a woman.”
Then the key was hovering over Cash’s palm. “Clearly, you’re all underqualified for the task.”
Kate rolled her eyes and dashed out, grabbed the key from the cocky-grinned Hand of Death, snagged me by the hand, and led me out of the house while the rest of them fought. “This is obviously the best friend’s job.”
I laughed and slung an arm around her shoulders, heading for Phillip’s Mustang because I knew it’d piss him off. “Obviously.”