Page 121 of Mortal Sins


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“Now,” Rees drawled sweetly, “get the fuck outta here!”

Snod grinned, rejoining Frankie and heading outside to the car. Frankie drove them home, excitedly

asking him for every detail of his first official day at work along the way.

Snod found himself answering each question happily, realizing he really had enjoyed it. No more

breaking bones aside, he was looking forward to returning. The money felt good in his pocket.

It was money he had earned.

As a hunter with the Order, he had been given an allowance and a credit card to handle his traveling

expenses. But this money was his, all his, and he didn’t even know what to do with it.

Frankie seemed to read his mind like always, opening the front door of the apartment and saying,

“Once you get your new identity, we can set you up with a bank account.”

“I’ve never had one,” Snod said softly, surprisingly excited at having something so simple.

“Well, I’m very glad I get to help you with so many firsts. First job...”

“First kiss,” Snod reminded, his hands easily finding their way around Frankie’s middle and pulling

in for a soft kiss.

“Mmm,” Frankie hummed as he curled his arms around Snod’s neck. “First Disney movie marathon.”

“First blowjob,” Snod added slyly.

“First drink,” Frankie chuckled.

“First time,” Snod sighed, tilting his head for another kiss. He loved how easily Frankie melted

against him, eagerly sliding his hands down to grope his butt.

“Mmmph!” Frankie squeaked, laughing as he gently pushed Snod away. “Obe...”

“Dating,” Snod said breathlessly. “I want it. I do. I want you... to be my boyfriend.”

Frankie’s eyes were wide and happy, smiling brightly as he said, “Yeah?”

“Yes,” Snod confirmed.

“I’m glad,” Frankie said eagerly, “and I would very much like to be your boyfriend, too.”

Snod surged forward to kiss him once more, all hands and tongue, frowning when Frankie pushed him

away again. “What?”

“Still not having sex,” Frankie said firmly.

Snod pouted.

“Just a few more weeks,” Frankie said soothingly. “Let’s wait and make sure it’s all out of your

system. And then I’ll be all yours, okay?”