Seeing his reaction to his parents made me realize I might be craving someone to love, too. Someone who would put me first, always. Then the realization that I may have already found that smacked me right in the forehead. I sat in a daze wondering if OD felt even remotely the same. I was going to look like a fool if I fell in love with him and he was just having some fun.
CHAPTER 22
Rue
Itip-toed along behind the men and while I felt completely ridiculous because they were walking like normal, I couldn’t seem to stop myself.
“You look suspicious as hell,” Code told me with a grin. He had his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans like he was just out for a leisurely stroll.
Sighing, I forced myself to relax. “Sorry. I’m still not really used to following people.”
“No wonder Rhino spotted you so easily,” Hype said, shaking his head at me. “You’re doing the creeper monkey crouch.” He bent over with his arms out like an orangutan and waddled in a circle.
I huffed at him. “Pardon me for not being an expert in stalking.” I gave them a pointed look.
“We don’t stalk anyone,” Merc told me. “We shadow them.”
“Or trail them,” Drifter added.
“Run surveillance,” Code piped in.
“Istalk people,” Relay said with a shrug. “But only women.”
Everyone stopped and looked at him. “I’m not sure you’re supposed to admit that,” OD told him.
“At least not out loud,” Drifter said in agreement.
“Also,” I added, grimacing at him, “I’m not sure that makes it better. Or…okay…at all.”
“How else am I supposed to get to know them?” he asked me, ignoring his brothers.
I searched his expression for any sign that he was kidding. And then I realized he wasn’t. “I don’t know…the normal way?”
“Yeah, that’s what I said.” Now he looked genuinely perplexed.
“Nothing about him is normal,” Hype told me as OD stepped around the corner of a building, still following our target.
“Bring her flowers?” I suggested.
“Ah, but whatkindof flowers, hmm? Stalking helps you know what type to get,” he countered.
I blinked at him. Technically he wasn’t wrong… Morally, on the other hand. “You ask her questions about herself,” I told him.
“Even I know you can’t bring out the pokers until at least the third date. Have some class,” Relay replied.
“Pokers?” I gave the guys a quizzical look.
“He’s talking about sex shit,” Hype answered with a sigh.
My eyes widened, wondering what he did with pokers during sex.
“Besides, there’s a far quicker way to find out everything you want to know,” Relay continued as if he hadn’t just flabbergasted me into silence.
My mouth opened. My mouth closed. It opened again. It closed again as I tried to pull my thoughts together and out of thegutter.What the hell?The other men groaned, clearly knowing what was coming.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. But I was too curiousnotto ask. “What’s that?”
“Go through their garbage,” he told me with a neutral expression on his face. He wasn’t even blinking as he stared at me.
