Shiloh picked his head up and forced himself to meet Levi’s half-lidded gaze. “I love you.”
Levi gave him the most beautiful smile Shiloh had ever seen. And Levi had so many. “I love you, too.”
Shiloh reached up and dragged Levi’s face closer, kissing the two chocolate chip beauty marks below his eye, then his perfect pouty lips. “I’ll never get tired of hearing that.”
“I hope not ‘cause I’m never going to get tired of saying it.”
Shiloh grinned like an idiot, then dipped his head to hide his face against Levi’s chest. “Can we go shower and eat? I’m suddenly starving.”
“Yeah, hopefully, Nico and Mal didn’t break into the food while we were…busy.”
“I will literally cry,” Shiloh said, face falling.
“Don’t worry, Dimples. I will never let you starve.”
“Good. Now, carry me to the shower. Your cum has dried all over my legs and it’s itchy.”
Levi snorted but upended Shiloh, dropping him onto his back on the mattress while he stood and shimmied into his boxers. Before Shiloh could ask for his underwear, Levi threw the sheet over him and rolled him up like a mummy. No amount of shouting saved him, and soon, he was being carted across the hall looking like a dead body.
Mal’s gaze flicked to the sheet. “He better be breathing in there.”
Shiloh’s response was muffled but clear enough. “All good.”
Just before Levi closed the bathroom door, Shiloh heard Nico say, “They’re so fucking weird.”
Nico had no idea just how weird the Mizrahi brothers were. But Shiloh had a feeling he was about to find out.
“I’m so fucking bored, dude. Maybe he’s not coming?”
Jericho gave Adam a hard look as he sat on the butcher block counter eating one of Atticus’s prized granola bars. “Slow down on those things, man. They’re expensive as hell and Freckles gets real…uptight, whenever he finds you guys ate them.”
“That’s why they eat them,” Aiden said, mouth a flat line as he looked at his stepson.
That was still so wild to Levi. Aiden was their stepfather now. The whole Mulvaney clan was so tangled that the branches of their family tree were starting to grow inward.
Adam looked directly at Jericho and began to chew obnoxiously loud. Maybe not breeding outside of the inner circle was a good thing. Those genes were terrifying enough as they were.
Jericho gave a long-suffering sigh. “Why are you even here?”
“Because Noah said I had to be,” Adam said like it was obvious.
Itwasobvious. If it wasn’t for Noah, Adam would have probably become some kind of cautionary tale about a spoiled billionaire-turned-sloth who didn’t move for so long his couch ate him. It could happen. Levi had heard about it on a true crime TikTok. He shivered at the thought.
What was Shiloh doing right now? Was he worried? He wanted to call but Jericho had a pretty strict no-phones-on-a-mission policy. Previously, when they were at the cabin, it didn’t matter; cell service had been so spotty, calls were frustrating and limited to emergencies only. Now, there was a cell tower placed on the property, but Jericho’s rules hadn’t changed. Still, Levi checked his phone every few minutes, hoping for a text from Shiloh.
He knew he was fine. Shiloh had Malachi and Nico, and as long as Micah was there with the rest of them, Shiloh was okay. But that didn’t mean Levi liked being away from him. In this one instance, Levi kind of agreed with Adam. This was boring. He wanted to be at home with Shiloh, curled up watchingRick and Morty,while Shiloh repeatedly interrupted him to show him YouTube videos of reactions to hair fails.
Shiloh should go to cosmetology school. He loved anything to do with hair. Or maybe he just loved having Levi play with his hair? Either way, Shiloh would need a trade or skill once Micah was out of his life once and for all. That was when their real lives would begin.
He glanced at the time on his phone again. What if Micah waited until midnight? What if he brought twenty men and they were planning an ambush? No, that didn’t make sense. Micah wanted dirt on the Mulvaneys, not violence. He was clearly answering to somebody. Shiloh said Micah was freakishly smart. If that was true, he’d come alone so as not to attract attention.
A jolt of static in his ear made him jump, then Noah said, “Head’s up, there’s someone parked on the road about a block away. They look to be alone. Approaching on foot.”
The murder cabin had security cameras sitting high in the trees lining the main road and the drive since Thomas bought the property surrounding Jericho’s and Atticus’s little love nest/slaughterhouse. It made things easier surveillance-wise and allowed Noah to keep watch over his little missions without being in danger. It was hard enough to get Adam to function even when his husband wasn’t there to distract him.
Another ten minutes passed before Seven broke through the coms. “He’s approaching the house. He’s about ten yards away. Make it look good.”
Adam jumped from the counter with a grin, clapping his hands together delicately. “Places, everyone. Places.”
