Motown Takedown (Motown Down Book 3) by K.S. Adkins Read Free Book Online Page B

” she says softly.
    “I was going to say bloodbath, ” he smiles at her which, I did not like. “But war works too.”
    “Get dressed, ” I tell her kissing her temple. “We’ve got shit to do. ” Nodding to me she gets up and prepares to leave when I stop her. “We’re going to play putt putt, Cinn, dress comfortable. ” And for as long as I live I will never forget the smile on her face.
    “Boss, ” he warns.
    “Follow, observe, and protect. I will not have her stifled, today we putt putt.”
    “Boss, ” he tries again.
    “She’s never played miniature golf, Ransom, ” I growl. “Today she does .”
    “Fuck, ” he moans getting it. “Did he ever let her out?”
    “No.”
    Excusing himself he leaves the kitchen and I head upstairs to find her. Half-dressed she looks over her shoulder and says, “If I forget to say it later, thank you for this.”
    When the words didn’t come, I chose to dress next to her instead of speaking.

“You’re pouting, ” Camo says via the phone. She couldn’t see me but she knew me which meant she didn’t need to see me at all. One girl has always gotten me, just one. Unfortunately, I was pretty much a prisoner and unless we snuck around, I didn’t see her at all. Valuing her safety, I stuck to phone calls but it was nowhere near the real thing.
    “It’s his birthday today, ” I say in fact, pouting. “He’s thirty-three years old.”
    “Ah no, ” she laughs. “He’s a fucking dinosaur, Cinn. You couldn’t fall for a guy your own age?”
    “Gadget is older than you, ” I remind her.
    “Not the point, ” she counters.
    “I bought him a birthday present, ” I confess. “Then I ate it.”
    “Cinn, ” she says sadly. “He’ll come for you. Do you want me to fast track the process?”
    “No, ” I say taking another bite of Sanders Bumpy Cake. “Not yet. Fuck, this is good cake though.”
    “Sanders, am I right?”
    “The better question is, are you ever wrong?”
    “This is why we’re friends, ” she laughs. “I know you want to break free and when you do, we are traveling around the world! Wherever you want to go, Spice Girl, I’ll take you. ” This was sweet of her to say but there was only one person I wanted to show me the world and I was starting to believe he never would.
     
    Even with Monarch on edge and Ransom close by, when we pulled into the lot for putt putt I couldn’t stop my smile. No male in his right mind wants to do this but here we were, getting ready to do it because it’s what I wanted. Monarch in Silver jeans, combat boots and a thermal was so sexy I wanted to forego miniature golf to play with his balls. Alas, he was determined we do this so with a club in one hand, a score sheet in the other we approached the first hole. The few people nearby stared at us like they were seeing royalty and you know what? They were. If I wasn’t so caught up in my own fairytale, I would have ordered them to bow and swear fealty but my main focus was simply him.
    Motioning for me to go first, I set my ball down, assess the distance and swing. When it sails into the parking lot, I scratched my head wondering how that went wrong. Menial tasks came easy to me, so miniature golf and the fact that I sucked at it, baffled me. Seriously, I didn’t suck at anything. “I’ll go get you another ball, ” he laughs taking the edge off my frustration. Looking back on it, the term putt made sense now. Dropping a new ball, I line it up and tap it gently. Excited, I watch it go up the hill and then…come right back down. Okay, now I was getting pissed…
    “Allow me, ” he says taking position behind me. With his cock nestled nicely on my ass, his big arms coming around to hold the club covering my hands he slowly brings our arms back and swings. “We did it! ” I squeal turning to face him. But he doesn’t look thrilled, he looked pissed. Here I was just pissed but sucking at this got his hands on me so I was no longer pissed but now he