Page 48 of Targeted By Love
My wolf groaned.Laying it on too thick.
Rhodes held up his hand for me to stop. “How are you so good at your other job when you’re so easy to read?” He lowered himself onto the couch. “What happened at that beach?”
“Ummm, I performed a… I did a… it was there that I…”
“Offed someone?” Rhodes was studying his phone.
“Maybe.”
“Fine,” he huffed and got on his side. His bump was so big, he couldn’t get comfortable and was lacking sleep. “Maybe a walk in a country park. One close to town that serves coffee and donuts.”
“Ahhh, good idea. Fresh air and exercise.” Rhodes was close to his due date and was hoping to get labor started. I’d read that the best tactic was sex, but though we enjoyed a vigorous and healthy sex life, my mate wasn’t interested, even if it brought on labor.
“This one?” He held up the phone. “Any objection?”
“Oh right. Been there. So many bugs. Nasty.”
He groaned and rubbed his belly. “Your alpha daddy has been everywhere, little one.”
“Not everywhere.” I’d never shot anyone at my brothers’ places or mine.
“Are movie theaters safe?”
“For whom?” I could kill a target anywhere.
“For us, for me. Or is there a blood-soaked theater down the street?”
I would hope the cinemas had been cleaned up after I ended someone.
“I’ve never been to the one across town. Near that restaurant you like.”
His eyes glowed when I mentioned that place. “Hot spicy food might hurry this little one out of me.”
“Movie first and then food?”
“It’s a deal.” Rhodes shuffled off to get changed, and I helped put on his shoes when he was ready.
It’d been years since I’d been to a theater to watch a film and not for a job. It was the perfect place for a hit.
A car pulled up as I waited at the parking garage exit. Boaz and Riggs.
“We’re headed out to the movies, so whatever it is can wait.”
“I’m in the mood for popcorn and soda. We’ll join you.” Riggs looked pleased for inviting himself and Boaz.
So much for a date with my very pregnant mate.
Out of habit, I checked the rearview mirror and the side ones frequently. Along with Boaz’s car behind me, there was another one I recognized. Ezra’s. And for sure he wasn’t alone.
“I hope you don’t mind more company.” I patted my mate’s thigh.
“What?” He swiveled around awkwardly because of his big belly. “The security guards want to watch too?”
“Nah, they’ll be outside.” It had become a convoy.
I’d promised my mate I’d reduce the security detail, and I did. But not as much as he hoped because of his pregnancy. And now we had two cars with the bodyguards, our vehicle, plus Boaz and also Ezra’s four-wheel drive.
“It’s my family.”