Lotz-Moore clicked his tongue. "All that work building up that business. All for nothing. What a shame." He seemed pleased with himself.
Asshole.
I didn't move a muscle. All I did was smile.
"It's bricks and mortar. Nothing that can't be replaced. Lucky I have insurance."
That rattled him a fraction. He thought he got the upper hand, but I was pretending I didn't give a shit.
I gave a shit all right. He was going to die even slower for destroying my restaurant.
"Is that what you're going to say when Angel's Redemption also goes up in smoke?" he asked. "Everything you touch, I'm going to burn it to the ground. After I kill you."
"Funny, I was going to say the same to you," I said.
He lunged at me while I snatched up the item closest to my right hand. An enormous bright red dildo.
I brought it up in front of me, blocking the knife.
He smiled. He was stronger than me. Another inch or two and he'd be able to stab me right in the jugular.
"I don't think so." Boner snatched up the first thing in front of him and threw it at Lotz-Moore.
The deflated sex doll unfolded mid-air and hit him in the face, wrapping around his head before he shoved it off with his hand.
That was enough distraction for me to step back.
"I knew sex dolls would come in useful for something," Boner said, grinning down at it.
"Everyone should have one for self-defense," I agreed.
Jules threw himself forward and grabbed a few cock rings to toss at Lotz-Moore's face.
Lotz-Moore ducked at the last moment. The cock ring flew over his head and hit the window. They bounced off harmlessly and fell to the floor.
"Is that the best you've got?" Lotz-Moore taunted.
"I should have ordered a sex chair too," Cass grumbled.
I bit back a smile. Something that big would be very handy right now, for throwing at the enemy. We'd also get a lot of use out of it afterward.
"We can get one later," Boner said.
"Hell yeah," Cass said, a lot more cheerful now. He stepped carefully around the table, his eyes on Lotz-Moore.
"You realize I have backup arriving any minute now, don't you?" Lotz-Moore said, looking smug.
"They aren't here now, are they?" Boner said. "Sucks to be you." He picked up a string of anal beads and flicked it at Lotz-Moore, holding one end in his hand while the other grazed the man's cheek.
Lotz-Moore flinched.
"What's wrong?" Boner asked. "You worried we used them first?" He grinned.
Lotz-Moore looked disgusted.
Encouraged. Boner picked up a couple of butt plugs and threw them roughly in Lotz-Moore's direction, not seeming to care whether he hit him or not.
"Enough of this." Lotz-Moore snarled. He lunged at Boner, hand curled around the hilt of the knife.
