Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“You’re still keeping secrets from me.” Gilly’s displeasure is evident in his tone.
“I only told her about it like an hour ago.” Ocean once again jumps in for me.
“I think we’re good, girls. We’ve got it from here.”
“Fine,” Ocean huffs, sad she won’t see the warehouse blow up. Though I suppose she still might watch.
“Be careful out there, Rebel,” Magic says before they go offline.
“So.” I stare down at the dead body. “You guys have some stuff to do. I’ll just–”
“You’re not going anywhere.” Gilly grabs my wrist.
“Really? I can come with?” I was sure he was going to send me home so I was doing it myself before he got the chance.
“I know how much you enjoy watching shit explode.”
“You’re so sweet.” I grab Gilly by the front of the shirt and pull him down for a kiss.
“Get the car.” He presses Falco’s keys into my hand. “Pull it around back.”
“On it!” I chirp, slipping out as discreetly as I can. When I get around to the back with the car, Butcher is coming out with Falco draped over his shoulder. He drops him into the back seat. I scramble over to the passenger seat so Gilly can take over the wheel while Butcher gets in the car.
“You okay?” Gilly asks.
“I’m fine.” I reach over and place my hand on his thigh. His body is full of tension. “That was really hot,” I admit, biting my bottom lip.
“Me knifing someone does it for you?” He flicks me a questioning look.
I snort a laugh. “That was pretty badass, but I’m not that crazy. You being jealous. That’s what was hot.”
“Fucking great,” he mutters under his breath.
“What?”
“If you start trying to make me jealous all the time…” He grits his teeth.
“I promise I’ll only do it with people that I want to die. I swear.” I hold up three fingers, doing a scouts honor.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“I can think of a few things.” I wiggle my eyebrows at him. He fights a smile, but I catch it. Gilly and I are truly a perfect match. He balances me, and I know he’s going to keep me out of trouble–or at least keep me from getting in over my head.
Butcher enters the warehouse first when we get there. Gilly hands me a gun and tells me to stay in the car. As badly as I want to go in with them, I know Gilly will work better knowing I’m safe in the SUV.
They aren’t inside long before Gilly is coming out. One of the doors to the warehouse opens, and Gilly pulls the car inside. I watch as he takes Falco’s body out of the back seat. Good call. It would be odd for him to be in the backseat of his own car. He drops him on the ground next to the vehicle and shoves the keys back into his pocket.
The door starts to close but not before Gilly and Butcher come jogging out. They jump into the SUV.
“How is it going to blow up?”
“I know how to blow shit up too,” Butcher grumbles, backing the SUV up and pulling out.
“Oh, I thought you just tortured people,” I tease. A boom goes off, and I spin around to see the warehouse going up in flames.
“Seatbelt,” Gilly orders.
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.”
“Whatever,” I huff but put my seatbelt on.
“At least someone can keep her in line,” Butcher mutters.
“I’m keeping her all right,” Gilly responds, making my insides flutter.
“‘Cause I’m letting you,” I blurt out, unable to stop myself.
“You can have the last word, little rebel.”
“I know.” I smirk.
The man really does give me everything I need and more.
EPILOGUE
GILLY
“The family that disposes of bodies together, stays together.” Carina smirks and raises her glass in a toast.
Antonio rolls his eyes and raises his, too, along with the rest of the table.
It’s not custom for the bride to make her own wedding toast, but my little rebel has never been one for following the rules. Antonio, Angelica, Butcher, Bianca, and I all clink glasses then down our champagne.
Carina’s glass is barely on the table before I grab her and swing her into my arms, her wedding dress puffing into my face as I carry her toward the door.
“Hey, but there’s going to be food!” Angelica calls.
“I’m coming back for the food. I promise!” Carina calls.
“She’s telling the truth.” The blue-haired Ocean’s voice trails behind us. “She never missed a meal at school.”
“I won’t let you go hungry.” I kiss her neck, then run along the main hallway, out past the pool, and into the pool house while she squeals and holds on tight.
“Are you threatening me, Gilly?” She grins.
“What about me stuffing my cock into that perfect little mouth is a threat?” I kiss her hard and carry her into our bedroom, and almost trip on Caramel who flounces at my feet.