Sinners On Tour 04 Wicked Beat by Olivia Cunning Read Free Book Online Page B

the water and forced his hand beneath the flow. “Let me see it.”
    “Um, Rebekah!” Sed called from outside the bathroom. “I think the roast is burning.”
    “Just turn off the burner!” she bellowed. “Eric is more important.”
    Eric is more important? Did she really feel that way?
    Rebekah inspected his thumb and sucked a breath through her teeth. “It’s not all that deep, but you practically filleted it.”
    “If someone hadn’t distracted me with her seriously fine ass…”
    She stiffened and lifted her guilty gaze. “I’m sorry. I’ll go put my sweatshirt back on.”
    He shifted her back against the sink counter so they were facing each other and pinned her there with his body. “I’d rather you didn’t.”
    He brushed her platinum and cobalt hair behind one ear, his uninjured thumb brushing over her high cheekbone. The tension drained from her body and she watched him, her lips slightly parted. She was close enough that he could feel her heart thudding in her chest and recognized that his was thudding just as hard. He lowered his head, closing the distance between their lips.
    “I finished cutting the potatoes,” Jace said and pushed the door open. “Are you okay, Eric?”
    Rebekah squirmed from between the counter and Eric’s body. “I think it just needs a bandage,” she said. “What do you think?”
    Jace and Rebekah inspected the cut on Eric’s thumb while Eric tried to get his raging hard-on under control. Damn, this woman had him turned every which way but right side up.
    “I don’t think it needs stitches either,” Jace was saying.
    Another painful spray of disinfectant and a rather large bandage later, Eric followed Jace and Rebekah out of the bathroom. Eric watched her add water to the roast and set it to simmering. She refused to let Eric help her this time, but Jace, the little bastard, somehow weaseled himself into her assistant’s role. Jace didn’t need help figuring out how to peel and cut carrots. It was almost as if he’d cooked before.
    “You’ve been holding out on us,” Brian accused as he watched Jace cut onions like a master chef.
    Jace glanced over his shoulder, flushed, and changed his technique to awkwardly cutting the onions into uneven chunks.
    “You can cook, and you let us starve?” Trey hit Jace in the middle of the back with his apple core.
    “I’m not any good,” Jace insisted quietly.
    “Better than Eric,” Brian said. “You haven’t cut off your thumb yet.”
    Eric laughed. “Fuck you, Sinclair.”
    “Sorry, Sticks. I save it all for Myrna.”
    With an indulgent grin on his face, Sed shoved Brian’s shoulder. “Is she pregnant yet?”
    Brian shrugged. “Don’t know. If not, it’s not from a lack of trying.”
    Eric averted his gaze. He never thought he’d see the day when one of Sinners would talk about having kids. He caught sight of Rebekah staring at Brian as if someone had ripped her heart out. She noticed that Eric was staring at her again and turned back to the stove. She added the vegetables to the roast, covered the Dutch oven with a lid, and closed herself in the bathroom. Eric wondered what was bothering her.
    “Slow down, buddy,” Trey said. It took Eric a moment to realize he was talking to him.
    “Huh?”
    “If you really want her, slow down.”
    “What? You mean Rebekah?”
    “Is there any other her on the bus? Just play it cool.”
    “But she wants you.”
    Trey winked at him. “And I’m still planning to use that fact to its fullest.”

Chapter 6
    Rebekah checked her reflection in the bathroom mirror to make sure none of the guys would be able to tell she’d been crying. So stupid that she’d been crying anyway. She couldn’t let herself turn into a blubbering mess every time someone mentioned having babies. Saving her life was more important than being able to have children. She knew that. Sometimes it didn’t feel that way. She’d always wanted to be a mom. Just another dream that had been crushed.