“Oh no, I’m deadly serious.”
Both of them looked at me. “Is that the usual topic of conversation?” Shotgun asked warily.
“Nope. Nana caught me looking up triad relationships and decided to elaborate.”
Once again, silence fell between us. The noisy crowd might as well not be here.
“They are my fuckin’ heroes,” Shotgun exclaimed.
“After Granny, right?” Rain added.
“Hell yeah. Can you imagine if they met? Shit, they’d bring the house down.” Shotgun chuckled.
“Granny?” I asked. Shotgun was so close to me I could feel the heat coming off his body, and once again, it was a definite turn-on.
“My grandmother. She has a new boyfriend every few months and is very adventurous,” Shotgun stated.
Rain began laughing again. “That’s the polite way of putting it. Granny didn’t blink when we explained what we were about. Just wished to know who was topping whom. Then hoped we didn’t squash the lucky woman who was sandwiched between us.”
“Holy crap. We can’t let our grandparents meet,” I declared, fisting Rain’s shirt.
Rain grinned. “That insinuates that we’ll cross paths again.”
“Possibly,” I replied. I caught the eye of the bartender, and he came over. I placed the order and turned to face the two hunks in front of me.
“Yeah, I know where to find you,” I said to Shotgun, and he laughed as I sauntered away, swinging my hips. Though I might not accept their offer, I was definitely intrigued.
Shotgun
Telling the club didn’t happen. Shit kicked off with Levi and his old lady and everything, as usual, was put to one side to deal with that. By the time everything calmed down, he was riddled with doubts, as was Rain.
Shotgun was worried about the Venomous Fangs and how they kept striking, but Rage couldn’t find them. Fury was making his presence known, and everyone was feeling it. He even tried to talk Rain out of moving here if Rain was offered the job, but Rain dug his heels in.
The good news, after everything had calmed down, was that Rain had submitted his CV to ENS Pharmaceuticals and was invited to an interview. Rain couldn’t have been happier because Matthews had started making comments.
“Listen to me,” Shotgun begged Rain during a call as he began readying the shop to lock up.
“I have. You’ve got a valid argument, babe, and if those assholes come, I’ll leave. But they might not. Why should we put our lives on hold?”
Rain had a point, but Shotgun didn’t want to admit it.
“If you’re here and they come, I’ll be distracted. If you get hurt, I won’t cope. Stay where you are for now,” he ordered.
“Look. I’m tired of the back and forth. I need a home near you where we can visit each other. With the shit that’s happening,it’s not ideal to come out with our relationship. Fine, but I don’t want to be apart from you. I think being honest right now means there’ll be a lot of heated words, and everyone won’t be one hundred per cent focused.”
Shotgun didn’t disagree. Hellfire needed to be at the top of their game.
“Any sign of apple cobbler?” Rain asked, and Shotgun didn’t miss the hopeful tone in his voice.
“Been six weeks, babe. I don’t think Allegra’s interested.”
“There was a spark, we both felt it,” Rain pushed.
“Yeah, but a triad is a lot to ask of someone,” he replied. He popped the phone on the loudspeaker and began moving things around.
“Stop being such a Debbie Downer, Shotgun. Rowena was a bitch, but not everybody is judgmental. I’ve got a good feeling about Allegra. You know, that’s a beautiful name. I looked it up. Allegra means joyful, happy, and lively,” Rain informed him.
“Well, she was aptly named,” Shotgun agreed.
