Page 92 of Property of Push


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But this?This didn’t feel temporary, which was a dangerous fucking thought.

I looked down at her again while my hand rested low on her back beneath the blanket.I was getting attached way too goddamn fast.

McKayla had stormed onto Skull Island sarcastic, suspicious, and looking for her missing sister, and somehow in the middle of bodies washing ashore and a killer stalking the island, she’d worked her way under my skin.

I liked hearing her laugh.Liked when she argued with me.Liked when she looked at me like she was trying not to.And after last night?Yeah, I was fucked.

McKayla shifted again, her fingers brushing absently across my stomach in her sleep before settling there.

I brushed a strand of hair back from her face carefully, trying not to wake her.

Then all hell broke loose.BANG.BANG.BANG.

“Push!”Anchor’s voice roared through the clubhouse at the exact same time radios started crackling and somebody yelled from one of the other bedrooms.

McKayla jerked awake instantly.“What the hell!”

Another loud pound hit the door.“Push!”

I was already moving.I slid out of bed fast while McKayla pushed herself upright looking disoriented and sleepy and entirely too fucking cute for the amount of panic suddenly pouring through the clubhouse.

My jeans from last night were on the floor.I yanked them on quickly while my radio crackled louder.

“…front door…”

“…somebody had to get close…”

“…check the fucking cameras…”

McKayla pushed hair out of her face.“What’s happening?”

“I don’t know yet.”

I crossed the room and yanked the door open.Piney stood there breathing hard with his beard looking wilder than usual.“We got another fucking poster.”

My stomach dropped immediately.

Behind Piney, the hallway buzzed with movement.Prime was coming from the common room, already pulling on his cut, while Anchor barked orders.

“What poster?”I demanded.

“Front door of the clubhouse.”

Fuck.

Behind me, McKayla was already climbing out of bed.

Piney spotted her over my shoulder and pointed.“Uh.Morning.”

McKayla blinked sleepily.“Morning?”

Piney grinned briefly.“Nice to know somebody around here is getting some rest.”

“Piney,” I warned.

“Right.Serious.”His expression hardened immediately.“It’s Erin again.”

The sleep vanished from McKayla’s face instantly.“What?”