“Who will come looking for you?” Haze asked.
I returned my gun to its holster and picked my mask back up. “Kief, the head of Northern Lights.”
Haze scoffed. “Well, if he does, we’ll take care of it. There’s nothing to worry about. You’ve got Charlotte’s Web. And me.”
I shook my head as I returned my mask to my face. “It’s not that simple.”
“Why not?” he asked.
I turned to look at my brother and released a heavy sigh. “He’s family.” Haze’s face nearly dropped. “But that’s not our problem right now. Right now, we need to find this Mary-Jane and stop her from talking.”
Haze’s smile returned. “Already ahead of you, big brother.”
SEVEN
HAZE
“Well, look who’s here,”I spoke aloud to myself as I pulled the car up to mine and Indi’s apartment. I quickly stepped from the car and out into the cold night. “Aiden.” The silver-haired man smiled as he leaned against the front door. He had a few duffel bags next to him, stuffed and fully packed. “I’m assuming those are my things?”
He nodded. “Yup. Everything from Felix’s place. He wanted me to also remind you that he’ll be stopping by around midnight to clean up any mess you two may make.” He winked.
I smirked at his comment. “Fucking Felix.” I laughed to myself. “He knows us so well.”
“Well, I’ll catch you guys later. I got to get back.” He patted my arm and picked up his helmet before walking past me.
I spun around as he approached his bike. “It’s not too late to join, you know.”
Aiden stopped and looked over at me. “To join what?”
I grinned and took a small hit off my vape. “The ‘I fuck my sister club’.” I winked.
Aiden’s face hardened as he blushed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Haze. And I’m not going to miss your fucking teasing about it.”
Oh, yes you do. You know exactly what I’m talking about.
“I will miss your baking though. You should really consider writing a recipe book or something. It’s really selfish of you to keep it all to yourself.” He tilted his head with a smile.
I shrugged. “Maybe I’ll share it with you one day. I have a few extra special recipes I think you’d rather enjoy.” He hopped on his bike. “Until next time, Aiden.”
He put his helmet on with the face shield raised and shouted over the loud engine. “You owe me!” He then lowered the shield and drove away into the night.
Yes, I do.
“Fucking Aiden.” I laughed to myself as I took a second hit and stuffed my vape into my pocket. I grabbed the duffel bags and unlocked the front door of the apartment and stepped inside, taken aback by what I saw.
All my senses went insane as I stood there and tried to process what I was seeing. The entire inside of the apartment was dark, smothered in a golden light from hundreds of lit candles, flickering throughout the downstairs, burning from every surface. The fireplace was also burning as I could hear music playing faintly from the hidden speakers. My nostrils flared as I tried to place the numerous aromas that circled the air. It wasn’t until I dropped my bags and stepped further into the living room that I recognized them.
Lounged in front of the fire, in a seductive little pose, was Indi. She was surrounded by dishes upon dishes of food and wearing a black lace robe, tied in the front. Her long black hair was gathered into curls on top of her head, and she was smiling, smoking a blunt.
“Indi. What is all this?” I asked in a low voice, already turned on by seeing her in such a way. “Is that plastic under you?” I pointed to the clear film across the floor.
Indi smiled. “Surprise.” She brought the blunt to her red lips and took a deep breath before exhaling. “Happy Thanksgiving, big brother.”
I had to adjust my dick, which was becoming way too constrained in my pants. “Since when do we celebrate Thanksgiving?” I asked.
My eyes followed as Indi rolled onto her knees. Her nails glided up her exposed thighs as her free hand played with the tie of the robe she was wearing. She pressed the blunt between her lips and tugged the bow free. As she exhaled, smoke clouded her body. I noticed the lace garment gently fall to her elbows, and as the smoke cleared, I saw her sitting there, on her knees, completely naked, wearing nothing but a devious little smile. And it drove me fucking wild.
“Come on, big brother.” She lifted the blunt with her fingers and ran her free hand through a small decorative dish of what looked like honey, licking it from her fingers and letting it drip onto her breasts and roll down her body. “Let’s make a mess.”
