Page 178 of Cross & Crown
going to kill you. Or give you a sloppy blowjob in a hal way,
whatever.” He gave Nick’s dress shirt a yank, and buttons
went flying.
“Motherfucker,” Nick hissed as Kelly laughed raucously.
Nick fought past the al ure of Kelly’s hands on him and asked,
“What did you say before?”
“I said if you don’t open the door and fuck me, I’m
dropping to my knees right here in the hal way.” To emphasize
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his point, he pulled the zipper on Nick’s pants and popped
the button free. “Actually I like that plan, key or not.”
The image tore through Nick, almost wiping his mind
clean of any other thought. He even reached up to grab Kelly’s
hair, his fist tightening in preparation of holding on while he thrust into Kelly’s mouth later. But he shook his head, fighting the niggling feeling that he was missing something. “Before
that,” he said, and his voice was hoarse. “What’d you say?”
“Uh, about the Irish?” Kelly asked. “White knights?
Circles and arches and eternity and warriors? I don’t know,
I talked a lot tonight, you shouldn’t let me do that when I’m
drunk.”
Nick grabbed Kelly’s face with both hands. “Eternity.
Spirit meeting matter. Archways. Warriors.” They stared at
each other for a few seconds, and then Nick made a sound like
an animal in pain as he backed away from Kelly and slapped
himself in the forehead. “God! Why the fuck couldn’t I have
figured that out an hour from now?” he shouted.
“What, figured what out?”
“It’s a cemetery,” Nick hissed. “The star points us to a
cemetery.”
Nick zipped up his pants and stalked off, heading toward
JD’s and Julian’s room.