Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen

CANE

“Someone probably found your phone,” I say, holding my cell out for her to take.

Her mouth sours and the phone continues to ring. “Answer it,” Delllah tells me. Tell him we’re not here.

Him? 110?

“Tell him?” 1 frown, shaking my head. “You weren’t really at a motel, were you?”

“No,” she admits. “I wasn’t.”

She and Gayle share a look and this time I snap my head in Gayle’s direction just in time to see her mime the words, “Tell him,” to my

sister.

Tell me? Tell me what?

Gayle sees that I’m looking at her, I know she does. But to her credit, she doesn’t let it sway her. Choosing only to acknowledge me once she has Enished, her eyes snap to mine and she offers me a wan smile. The timid little turn of her lips is so endearing that I find myself smiling back.

The phone is still ringing in my hand so I look at it one last time, then block all calls from Delilah’s number. I can always remove the block, so I don’t worry.

When I look up at Delillah, her eyes are a turbulent shade of swirling blue and her mouth is sputtering wordlessly as if she’s in shock,

Shit, she’s worried.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, my brow furrowing. “Who is this guy and why does he have your phone?”

She shakes her bead, taking a few deep breaths and then looking toward Gayle for help.

“He’s her husb–boyfriend,” I hear Gayle say in a carefully cloaked voice.

Delilah’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Really, traitor?”

“Lilah’s the infamous Missus Quinn, Gayle chuckles, drawing my attention.

Lilah, huh? That’s cine.

I stare at her as she continues to laugh, her face going from simply sexy, which seems to be her standard setting, to adorably charming as her face lights up with joy from her laughter.

“You’re just mad because I refused your sexual advances, Delilah taunts from behind me.

Gayle gasps dramatically, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. “You never told me you refused! I thought you were still considering

Somehow in the space of the last five seconds, my chest has begun to the and I rear back a bit, losing my inner peace as I take if in that Gorgeous Gayle is a lesbian. Well, that just really, really, sucks. I can’t exactly explain why it upsets me so much. She wouldn’t be the first chick I wanted to bang that turned out to be unattainable in her case, more ways than one. But for some reason it hits a whole lot harder this time. Maybe because I thought we had a connection and like I said before, my dick was painting a very different picture for

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    really thought… no, not thought. I know she was

    to laugh, I zone out a bit. The world shattering news that Delilah has a boyfriend after just being single two days ago, is completely forgotten as I try to get my throat to work so that I can ask a question. I’m still reeling and now I’m staring at Gayle like she is in fact

    room falls uncomfortably silent,

    lent finally findin

    voice. “So… you like-

    face to hide my frustration before I take a look at the

    Unknown Caller.

    consulting either of them, 1 hold a finger to my mouth, ordering them silent, Chances are it could be Roman, but my money is on this Quinn guy.

    “Hello?”

    silent on that end and a man’s voice says, “Hello Cane. My name is Quinn. Before you decide to lie to me and say that Delilah isn’t there

    then without so much as a second thought, I say, “Sure, you can

    Quinn says, laughing

    phone and ignoring her soupcan glare. Roman doesn’t have any canned goods,” I inform her, closing her hands around

    may have sounded like given our prior

    be in

    room. Jesus. Could I have missed all the signs? Is my baby sister even more adventurous than I

    on it, my back slightly inclined against the five fluffy pillows along the headrest Gayle hasn’t turned around to look at me, but I can’t seem to take my eyes off of her. And it’s not like I’m ogling her body either. I’m just staring in hopeless admiration at the back of her head. Like a fool who managed

    blushing when she sees that I’m already looking at her. Where is this

    body to the side

    of my sister?

    to face

    inquires softly, chewing her lip

    paint a new picture. One where I convince her to give dick a shot and she agrees to one

    lie and try for a smile, just so that she doesn’t have to

    you sure?” She turns herself on the bed until she’s

    shorts as her back arches and her sweet round ass rises and falls behind

    girl is

    in my direction but then stops when she almost reaches the headboard. Curling her legs beneath herself

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    already feel it swelling. despite that I fight it. Looking down at my ever growing bulge, I grit my teeth and get ready to snap. Fully intent on chasing her out of here with some good old fashioned bullying, my mouth falls open to spit fire, but I meet her gaze and I just can’t do

    chest physically aches at what I see on her face. Fear and hurt. Like the eyes of

    eyes of the girl that shifted in my

    way to her.

    I was about to

    But why?

    she’s decided that my sudden change in demeanor means that

    I can only hope she was still unconscious for that part. Dropping my rifle, I released the trap and

    lasted less than a second. That all fell into the background the moment I saw her face. It was white noise compared to the shame and regret that I felt. I wanted to lay her down and turn the gun on myself. But then her eyes popped open and she stared at me for a long moment

    a few nights ago.

    now… she’s

    I’ve

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