what day it was.â
Khail stopped chewing and then started speaking with a mouthful of food. âOh, snap. Itâs your birthday, huh?â
Kyson rolled his eyes and returned his attention to his sister. âThanks for calling, Baby G. When you coming out this way again?â
âWhen the ground stops shaking and those damn trees stop burning.â She laughed. âI keep trying to tell you and Khail that California is going to drop off into the ocean. But a hard head will make a soft butt.â
Kyson laughed. âThen I guess that means Iâm going to have to trek back to the Dirty South if Iâm going to see my favorite sister in the whole world.â
âFunny. Iâm your only sister.â
âGood thing,â he volleyed. âThe world wouldnât have been able to take two of you.â
Kyson, the middle child of the three siblings, was generally considered the levelheaded one. He was oftentimes odd man out among his friends for actually believing the legal system could work. He had to believe in order to make sense out of being a cop.
A damn good cop.
âSo, are you keeping to your rule on your birthday?â Naomi probed.
âWhat?â
âYou know. No sex until fight night.â
Kyson chuckled. âYou have your nose too far up my business, little girl.â
âHell, I just want you to get a life.â She snickered and then yawned. âItâs a damn shame your baby sister gets more than you these days.â
âWith who?â he thundered protectively. âWhatâs his name? What does he do? Who are his people?â
Naomi just laughed. âChill. Youâre crazy if you think Iâm about to tell you or knuckleheaded Khail my business so you can run police and credit checks on them. I can handle my own business.â
Kyson was silent, wondering if he should call up some of his old high-school boys in Atlanta and put a tag on Naomi. She didnât know men like he knew them, and the last thing he wanted was to see her hurt. âAll right. Iâm gonna leave it alone.â
âGood.â
âFor now,â he amended.
âWhatever. You just make sure you find yourself a nice birthday present,â she teased. âBreaking your no-sex rule this one time wonât be the end of the world.â
âIâm hanging up,â he said, determined not to have this conversation.
âAll right. Iâm just trying to help out.â
âThanks, but I think I can handle my own sex life.â Despite that it currently consisted of him whacking off in the shower.
The moment he ended the call, Khail wrapped an arm around his neck and held him in a choke hold.
âHappy birthday, little man.â Khail rubbed his knuckles against the top of Kysonâs head and then released him shortly before he passed out. âTell you what. No training today. Itâs officially your day off.â
âI take it this means you didnât buy a gift?â
âIâm going to get you something better than a gift,â Khail boasted. âIâm going to get you laid. Itâs been a few months since you broke up with that psycho you were dating. Itâs time to get your feet wet again.â
âThatâs all right,â Kyson said, remembering the near-anorexic women with fake double Dâs Khail usually dated. âI can handle my own love life.â
âLove?â Khail said, truly perplexed. âWho said anything about love? This is about getting laid so you can stop jerking off in the shower.â
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For three days Michael waited on pins and needles for the police to return and haul her off to jail. Three days of eating everything that wasnât nailed down. Three days of packing her clothes and then unpacking them at the thought of living the rest of her life on the run.
For the first time in her life, Michael was completely at someone elseâs mercy. The thought of
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