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cocked his head to the side. “My face feels sore but other than that I feel fine.”
I pointed at his wound. “But you're bleeding from your head.”
Locke felt around and looked at the blood on his hands. “It's nothing. Don't worry about. Help me move these bodies.” Locke went to the shoulders of Liam and lifted. “You get the legs.”
“Stop for a second. Let me take a look at that wound first. We don't want a bunch of your dried blood all over these corpses for someone to find later.”
Locke thought about it for a moment and dropped Liam to the ground, agreeing with me.
I took his hand and led him into the bathroom off the living room. I flipped the switch and three out of the four bulbs above the mirror lit up. I pulled Locke's head forward and bathed his wound in the light. His short brown hair was matted with blood. “It looks like you have a nasty gash in your head. But it's not too deep. You shouldn't need stitches.”
“Motherfucking Liam. It's those damn gold rings of his. I'm surprised my face isn't cut up more. I've seen guys lose an eye from those.”
I didn't even want to picture what losing an eye would look like in real life. I'd already seen enough death and destruction today. “Let me see if I can find a first-aid kit.”
“There's one underneath the bathroom sink. We've had to stitch each other up here many times before.”
I looked under the sink and found a big white bag with a red cross on it. Inside was everything a doctor would need to do brain surgery. I wasn't that experienced so some gauze and antiseptic would have to do.
“Okay now, lean your head back,” I asked nicely. Locke did as he was told and I carefully poured the antiseptic into his cut.
Locke started squirming in his chair and biting his bottom lip. “Easy, woman. That shit stings.”
“Stop being a baby. You've been hurt so many times I'm surprised you even feel pain anymore.”
Locke laughed and let me finish bandaging his head. He stared up at me with a longing desire. “I won't let anything bad happen to you.”
I stopped for a moment and looked into his eyes. “I know.” he made me feel so safe. Even in the worst, I knew everything would turn out all right if Locke was around.
Locke ran his fingers through my tangled hair. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”
I blushed and slapped him on the shoulder. “You're just saying that because of the blood loss to your head.”
Locke stood up and held me close. “No I'm serious. You're the most beautiful thing my eyes have ever laid eyes on.” Locke wrapped his arms around me. “I don't ever want to let go.”
I looked up at him, my mouth inches away from his. I could feel his hot breath against me. “Never let go.”
Locke pressed his lips against mine, holding me firmly. My body felt like goo in his hands as I melted away. My heartbeat raced in my chest. I never wanted him more than now.
Chapter Nine
Locke
The nightmare was over—well almost. We still had the dirty business of burying the bodies. I thought I had escaped the fight with Liam without a scratch but the bleeding wounds from my head told me otherwise.
Alice bandaged my head like a nurse and all I could think about was getting her undressed and fucking her until the sun came up. There was so much adrenaline coursing through my body that it needed an outlet—and that outlet was Alice.
Having her so close to me, her scent infiltrating my senses. I had to have her. It was the only way to calm the raging hard-on trying to break out from my pants. I grabbed her roughly and planted my lips on hers. My tongue sneaked into her mouth, lightly dancing around. Alice moaned against me and I wanted to make her do that all night.
She planted her hands on my chest, feeling the hard muscles, and moving slowly south over my abs. “I want you all to myself,” she whispered.
I took a sharp breath in
I pointed at his wound. “But you're bleeding from your head.”
Locke felt around and looked at the blood on his hands. “It's nothing. Don't worry about. Help me move these bodies.” Locke went to the shoulders of Liam and lifted. “You get the legs.”
“Stop for a second. Let me take a look at that wound first. We don't want a bunch of your dried blood all over these corpses for someone to find later.”
Locke thought about it for a moment and dropped Liam to the ground, agreeing with me.
I took his hand and led him into the bathroom off the living room. I flipped the switch and three out of the four bulbs above the mirror lit up. I pulled Locke's head forward and bathed his wound in the light. His short brown hair was matted with blood. “It looks like you have a nasty gash in your head. But it's not too deep. You shouldn't need stitches.”
“Motherfucking Liam. It's those damn gold rings of his. I'm surprised my face isn't cut up more. I've seen guys lose an eye from those.”
I didn't even want to picture what losing an eye would look like in real life. I'd already seen enough death and destruction today. “Let me see if I can find a first-aid kit.”
“There's one underneath the bathroom sink. We've had to stitch each other up here many times before.”
I looked under the sink and found a big white bag with a red cross on it. Inside was everything a doctor would need to do brain surgery. I wasn't that experienced so some gauze and antiseptic would have to do.
“Okay now, lean your head back,” I asked nicely. Locke did as he was told and I carefully poured the antiseptic into his cut.
Locke started squirming in his chair and biting his bottom lip. “Easy, woman. That shit stings.”
“Stop being a baby. You've been hurt so many times I'm surprised you even feel pain anymore.”
Locke laughed and let me finish bandaging his head. He stared up at me with a longing desire. “I won't let anything bad happen to you.”
I stopped for a moment and looked into his eyes. “I know.” he made me feel so safe. Even in the worst, I knew everything would turn out all right if Locke was around.
Locke ran his fingers through my tangled hair. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”
I blushed and slapped him on the shoulder. “You're just saying that because of the blood loss to your head.”
Locke stood up and held me close. “No I'm serious. You're the most beautiful thing my eyes have ever laid eyes on.” Locke wrapped his arms around me. “I don't ever want to let go.”
I looked up at him, my mouth inches away from his. I could feel his hot breath against me. “Never let go.”
Locke pressed his lips against mine, holding me firmly. My body felt like goo in his hands as I melted away. My heartbeat raced in my chest. I never wanted him more than now.
Chapter Nine
Locke
The nightmare was over—well almost. We still had the dirty business of burying the bodies. I thought I had escaped the fight with Liam without a scratch but the bleeding wounds from my head told me otherwise.
Alice bandaged my head like a nurse and all I could think about was getting her undressed and fucking her until the sun came up. There was so much adrenaline coursing through my body that it needed an outlet—and that outlet was Alice.
Having her so close to me, her scent infiltrating my senses. I had to have her. It was the only way to calm the raging hard-on trying to break out from my pants. I grabbed her roughly and planted my lips on hers. My tongue sneaked into her mouth, lightly dancing around. Alice moaned against me and I wanted to make her do that all night.
She planted her hands on my chest, feeling the hard muscles, and moving slowly south over my abs. “I want you all to myself,” she whispered.
I took a sharp breath in
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