Chapter 34 Baby
? Grey ?
I open my eyes groggily and stretch my bent legs. My feet hang off the end of the bed laying on Azalea but I'm not going to stop, obviously.
I wrap my arms around her small waist and connect my hands together underneath her. I squeeze the shit out of her.
"Grey," she groans tiredly and I chuckle leaning down to kiss her collarbone.
I push my weight off her and stand from the bed. Cracking my back and my neck, I mosey into the bathroom.
Lilah says I'm not allowed to say 'pee' or 'piss' and that the only acceptable word is 'tinkle.' So I fucking tinkle.
I'm flushing when she waltzes into the room. It amazes me how a minute ago she was asleep and now she's up and looking like she's been up for hours.
Bear follows her into the bathroom like she's mother goose. She turns and looks at my bare chest. Then she looks at my boxers.
"Want something this early?" I grab my toothbrush, sending her a single glance.
"Excuse me, that's inappropriate behavior," she points at me, grabbing her toothbrush. I start brushing my teeth as she's just getting hers ready. She wiggles her hips unknowingly and I roll my eyes at her obliviousness to how much of a tease she is.
We both finish up and she turns to me. Just by the look on her face, I can tell some crazy shit is about to come out of her mouth.
"What would you do if suddenly, I became nocturnal like an owl?"
I stare down at her. How the fuck do I answer questions like these.
I know better than to question where the fuck she came up with this scenario because there wouldn't be an answer. She's just her she's fucking weird and in her own little world.
Her mind is constantly running a thousand miles a minute.
"I'd make sure you got back on track," I say my answer in a slight question form.
"Okay, thank you," she smiles and walks out of the bathroom. I shave the slight scruff on my face and putting the stuff away, I catch sight of her toes just outside the doorway to the left.
She's gonna try to scare me. Again.
I wipe my face, turn the light off, and start walking out.
"Boo!" She jumps at me and clings to my side.
"Did I get you?" She questions.
"You got me," I lean down, kissing the top of her head.
"Freak yeah, I knew I got you."
She climbs up on the bed and stands in front of me. She walks around on the bed.
"Wrestle me Grey," she says suddenly and I chuckle. This woman, I swear.
"I'm not going to wrestle you Lilah," I shake my head. She's wild. Absolutely wild.
"Why? You scared?" she teases, popping out her hip, and raising an eyebrow.
"You're going to hurt yourself," I warn her.
"Nope. And I think you need to be worried about me hurting you, old man," she eggs me on.
"Azalea-" she cuts me off.
"You need to remember that I'm CIA trained for this combat right here," she cracks her knuckles. I climb up on the bed with her and stand right in front of her.
"I won't go easy on you," I warn but that's bullshit. Like hell I'd be too rough with her. She weighs 110 pounds for fuck sake. I weigh twice as much and the top of her head just barely reaches anything past my shoulders.
"Okay good," she rolls her neck, "ready, set, go!"
She charges at me and jumps up on my front. I catch her and we look at each other.
"That was your plan?"
"Nope," she goes completely limp and falls to the bed like a sack of potatoes. She hooks her feet around the backs of my knees and tries all her might to shove me down.
I roll my eyes and give in, falling down for her.
"Ha sucker, whatcha gonna do now?" She sits on my back. I hook my arm around her and roll over, pinning her under me.
"Woah, I blinked and this happened?" She asks, slightly out of breath.
"Ooh, I should headbutt you," she drawls out and I narrow my eyes at her beautiful face.
My phone rings from the bedside table and I lean off her to answer it. She takes that to her advantage slipping out from under me.
"What?" I grumble.
"Sounding nice and jolly as ever," Jai replies and Azalea comes around behind me and wraps her body around me like a spider monkey.
"I got you love," she chuckles.
"We have a thing to attend to a couple of hours away about a-"
She gasps when I lean back and crush her between me and the bed.
She suddenly slaps me across my face. Then she kisses me nonstop in the spot she hit me.
What the hell?
"Oh yeah, crossing that off my bucket list right now," she giggles.
"Grey, are you listening?" Jai asks.
"Fuck no I'm not listening," I tell him the truth as I roll off her and throw my arm around her, lifting her up on my shoulder.
She squeals and catapults herself backwards onto the bed, landing on her back.
"Grey-" he starts.
"Shut up," I tell him.
She leans up and puts me in a chokehold. What the fuck?
"Are you having sex right now?!" He shouts through the phone.
"No, you fuck. Azalea has me in a damn chokehold," I grumble.
"Tap out Sugar," she whispers in my ear. It turns me on a little fucking bit. The whisper, not the choking.
I do the choking-stop.
Oh my god, I'm turning into her.
I don't think she knows that her arm isn't in the correct position and that it's just barely above my collarbone but I'm not saying anything.
"That's honestly not surprising at all. I would've been more surprised if you were actually having sex," he says and I wait for a couple more seconds before giving in and tapping out for her.
"You did good darling," she kisses my cheek before waltzing out of our room, talking about making waffles.
"Anyway, there's a case a couple of hours away with this runaway mother and her little baby.
She's originally from Ohio but after the courts wanted to take her baby because she's an addict, she ran.
It should be quick and easy so you can get back to your wrestling match soon," he tells me and I start getting dressed.
"Alright, I'll be there in a few," I hang up, putting the rest of my clothes on.
"Watch out Bear here comes the ultimate loser," Azalea announces as I walk into the kitchen.
"C'mere, it's okay you lost, don't be sad," she opens her arms for me and I walk right into them. She rests her head on my chest.
"Gotta go to work," I tell her and she nods.
"When will you be back?"
"Before three," I assure her, "it's a short one."
"Okay," she looks up at me and I lift her onto the counter.
She grips onto one side of my face and she pesters kisses all over the other side. I can't help but smile a little in anticipation when she gets closer and closer to my lips. Finally, she lands one where I really want it and I don't let her pull away, deepening the kiss.
Eventually, we pull away.
"I love ya, sweet-cheeks," she squeezes the sides of my face and I scrunch my nose at her like she does to me all the time.
"I love you too."
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I glare out the window.
"It's not our fault you got here later than everyone else," Theo's voice travels up to the front of the SUV.
Usually, I ride in the same car as Roman. He mostly remains quiet and he drives the 'calm car.' That car was filled.
What was left? A seat in the car that everyone calls the fucking 'crazy train.'
Theo, of course, Lincoln, Maxon, me, and Jai. Thank God Sanfred doesn't do field work because I honestly couldn't handle another one of them.
And I get to sit in here all because I got here late. There was no time I had to be here by. If there was, it would have been set by me.
Lincoln sticks his head up between me and Jai, who's driving. He looks over at me and I try my best to ignore the fuck.
He leans closer to me and I clench my jaw.
"Get the fuck away from me," I grumble.
"You smell like Azalea," he leans back and I narrow my eyes.
"Why do you know what she smells like?" Why does he get that close to her?
"I play with her hair all the time, I know what she smells like, you smell like her," he smells me again and I lean away from him.
"No shit I smell like her, we live together," I roll my eyes.
"No," Theo drawls out and I already know that stupid shit is about to come out of his mouth.
"You smell like her because you were all over her before you left! That's why you were late wasn't it?" He questions.
"She's my girlfriend, of course I was all over her dumbass."
How the fuck did he graduate elementary school?
For two hours I sit in the car and listen to the bullshit that constantly comes out of everyone's mouth.
We pull up to the nearly falling apart motel that Sanfred found the woman living at for the moment and walking into the main office, the guys hand me the warrant.
Every other guy thinks everything's a joke so they always let me deal with the warrant shit. They say I have a good 'fuck with me I'll kill you' face.
The older woman that sits at the front desk perks up when we walk in.
"Oh my God, Lincoln there's your mom," Theo gasps and Lincoln punches him in the back. This is exactly why they don't deal with showing the warrant. They cannot be taken seriously to save their fucking lives.
"We need the room number of Dawn James," I tell her and she takes a drag from her cigarette before blowing it out slowly.
Theo coughs behind me and pulls his damn inhaler out his jacket pocket taking two puffs of it.
"Okay, right this way," her voice comes out croaky and raspy like she's been smoking for thirty years. She stands and steps down off her stool, cigarette still in hand.
She's supposed to ask if I have a warrant but this works too.
The top of her head reaches the middle of my chest and she looks up at me, taking another draw of her cigarette.
"Handsome young man," she gives me a smile and I fidget away from her. She motions for us to follow her and Lincoln steps up beside me.
"I think Azalea has some competition," he chides.
"Get out of my face," I push him away from me and back into the group of giggling fucks behind me.
We follow the lady until she stops in front of the door to Dawn's room.
Jai knocks on the door and we wait for her to open it. The old woman beside me continuously blows her fucking smoke in my direction.