She nodded.
I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and slammed my lips down on hers.
Yes, I loved kissing her.
But I loved it because it gave me the first feeling of finally being at home.
And just like the first time I kissed her, I felt it all over again.
Then, when we both needed to catch our breath, I said, “I’m done with her.”
“About that...” she started to say, but I stopped what she was about to say as I slammed my lips down on hers once again because I needed more.
Against her lips, I growled, “I’m never going that long without having your lips on mine ever again.”
She snickered, then she teased, “So what you're saying is... at least once a day?”
“I’ll be getting those lips more than fucking once a day, thinking about twenty-four fucking seven.”
***
I kissed Kimber’s temple as I left her in the care of Ophelia, Soraya, Nola, Tempie, and Agatha as I followed my brothers into church.
Five minutes later, I sat there.
“The fuck are you talking about?” I asked.
Completely fucking stunned.
“We voted, brother. Your sister violated one of our most sacred laws. She’s gone.” Nuke said.
“She’s my fucking sister,” I growled.
He lifted a brow, “She mean more to you than your woman?”
I had no words for that.
But guilt.
Because no.
No, she fucking didn’t.
I dropped my head and sighed, “No.”
Then Merlin slid a folder across from me.
I opened it and stared, “What. The. Fuck?”
***
“Grey, what is going on?” my sister asked in a slur, not even realizing she was in the cellar.
“How high are you?” I asked.
She stared at me, but her green eyes, which were darker than mine, were glassy.
“You signed your death warrant when you allowed your shit to hurt Kimber,” I told her.
