She had a feeling his words had a double meaning.
“Right now, for the puzzle, yes,” she replied.“We’ll see how far we get later.”
He nodded, and she knew he understood her own double meaning.
Chapter Eleven
“She still asleep?”Sinn asked the next morning.
Saint had woken up with Kira on his mind.He’d gone forty years without a woman getting under his skin, and a nice girl comes along and fucks it all up.He tossed and turned almost all night with Kira’s use of the word “we” running through his head.
“I guess,” he snipped, tired from lack of sleep.“I’m not her keeper.”
“Whoa, Mr.Grumpy Pants has returned.”Sinn gestured to the half-done puzzle on the table.“Don’t tell me she was the only one putting that together.”
“Shut up.”
Sinn rolled his eyes.
Saint sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.“Sorry, I didn’t sleep very well.”
“A certain girl making your libido go into overdrive?”
“Let’s move past this conversation,” Saint ordered, leaning against the counter as he drank his coffee.First time he stayed up with a woman doing a puzzle and not getting laid, so mark that off his nonexistent bucket list.“Tell me what you found out last night.”
“Something definitely odd is going on with the guys,” Sinn replied.“All of them are in favor of killing every single Bone Breaker, that’s nothing new, but Cas suggested the Sons take over the turf and put one of them in charge.He said Warden, but then he also suggested himself.”
Saint thought about that.“If we were to hypothetically do that, it would be you taking charge, not either of them.”
“Precisely what I thought.Not that I want to be top dog by any stretch, but if the Sons needed me to step up, I would.”
“I know.”
He and Sinn shared more than a womb.They’d survived on the streets when the state wanted to split them up.They relied on each other through their teenage years, and both made the pledge to the Sons of Sin on the same day.
“I’ll go in and see if I notice anything,” Saint said.“You’re on babysitting duty today.”
