“Watching me drip out of you is a damn pretty sight,” he rasps.
I smirk. “On your knees again for me, Decker? You really do like to beg, don’t you?”
“You’ll have your turn. Now open these legs for me, babe. I’m gonna need you to come again.”
My nerve endings light up as he drags his tongue over my slit. And once again, Lincoln Decker has me begging.
25
The walls area cheery kind of yellow. Similar to the colour Triss just painted her living room. The colour of sunshine.
When I think of prison, I definitely don’t think about the colour yellow. Grey, maybe—cement floors, iron bars, the drab cinder blocks lining the hallways. And orange, of course. The colour of the jumpsuits the inmates wear. But not the cheery kind of orange. The kind that comes with a warning sign. Danger. Proceed with caution.
It’s the colour Jack’s wearing as he enters the visitor centre at Central North Correction Centre. He’s taller than everyone else here, his wild hair pulled back into a knot. He looks at ease. Comfortable. Relaxed. Like he fits in.
A few paces in, he pauses, searching through the crowd of prisoners over the white-topped linoleum tables. When his eyes lock with mine, his smile fades, that easiness slipping a little.
I don’t force my usual smile as he treads over and plops down in the seat across from me. “Figured you’d be a little happier to have some company.”
He rubs the back of his neck and sighs. “Honestly when they told me I had a visitor, I was, uh, hoping it would be Triss. She hasn’t been to see me yet.”
I scoff. “Youdidget yourself arrested on purpose. I imagine she’s not too happy with you right now. Especially since Axe refused to pay your bail. Did you even warn her?”
Eyes, narrowing, he says, “What makes you think I did this on purpose?” Before I can answer, he drags a hand down his face and says, “Ah, right.Pillow talkwith your new boyfriend?”
“Linc isn’t my boyfriend.” At least… I don’t think he is. “And… how do you know about that?”
“That guy fuckin’ talks too much. What the hell you thinking getting into bed with a cop? You know what Axe will do if he finds out?”
Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms. “Who I sleep with isn’t your business. Or Axe’s. But from what I understand, Decker’s been in bed with the Sinners a lot longer than he has with me, so how about you ease up on the judgement?”
He matches my posture, big muscles bulging against the orange covering his upper arms. “Yeah, hedefinitelyfuckin’ talks too much. What else did he tell you? I’d like to make a list so I know how many punches to reserve for him when I get out of here.”
“Gonna save any of those punches for Axe? He’s the reason you’re in here. Why Triss can’t even stomach talking to you right now.”
The anger on his face morphs into pain. A little crack in his hardened exterior. His shoulders slump as he deflates in his chair.
“I knew she’d be pissed. Just didn’t expect her to bethispissed. You know she won’t take my calls? She may be my old lady, but she’s also my lawyer, for fuck’s sake. And I kind offuckin’ need one of those right now,” he says, motioning to the room.
“You going to tell me why you threw yourself in lockup? Surely someone else could have raised their hand for this.”
He shrugs. “Needed a vacation.”
“Right. Club business. Guess I know better than to ask.”
He regards me for a long minute, then eyes the tables around us filled with people—inmates and their families. Leaning closer, he murmurs, “You know much about our territory lines?”
I nod. Of course I do. East to the Sinners, west to the Raiders. The line I crossed. In more ways than one.
“Those Raider fucks have been skulking around our borders. One of ’em was picked up by OPP just outside of South Bay for an outstanding warrant a couple weeks back.”
The knot in my stomach tightens. What the hell was a Raider doing this far into Sinner territory? Keegan was on me the second I fled the province, but I got the impression he was alone. Is it possible there were more of them? Are they still here?
“Bit too close for comfort,” Jack says. “So I’m here to… question him. It hasn’t been easy. The asshole’s made some friends in here. But Axe and I agreed I was the best person to do that. As a bonus, we leveraged that with the need to get your boyfriend on his new sergeant buddy’s good side. Two birds.”
Another lurch of my gut. If that Raider is here for me, it’s only a matter of time before Jack finds out.
“Notmy boyfriend,” I say again. “And… why are you telling me this?”
