Siren's Garter: Issue One August 2016 by Miriam F. Martin Read Free Book Online Page B

her
mother came in behind him, the gold revolver Dad had given her
cocked and ready to fire.
    And why was Mom using Kevin as a
human shield?
    All the warm build up from being
eaten out ebbed and drained down to her toes, disappearing
entirely. Nerves raw and on edge, and entirely unsatisfied from
being denied an orgasm, veins throbbed in Elsie’s temples. Searing
hot anger poured through her.
    A shouting match ensued. Too many
loud words, too many guns in one small room. Elsie had defused many
similar situations in the past, where tempers flared and men were
quick to draw weapons. She took pride in being a calm center in the
storm.
    This was entirely
different.
    This time, she felt whipped and
carried away by the storm. And she had no idea why she felt that
way.
    Elsie wanted to kill Kevin for…
some crime he didn’t know he committed. Hell, even she wasn’t sure
why.
    But then Molly said something
otherwise inconspicuous, her Russian accent crumbling and turning
more Midwestern. “Darling, I’m Molly Biggins.”
    Kevin’s face blanched, as if he’d
seen a train-wreck and was powerless to stop it. His hands
trembled, the gun shaking, and a cold sweat broke out in his
hairline. Elsie studied him carefully.
    “ Kevin,” she said, trying her best
to keep calm, but her voice shook. “Do you know this
woman?”
    He shook his head, but only
slightly, and his eyes were plastered on Molly. Not on her breasts
or legs. He was studying her face.
    If she had her 9mm, Elsie would’ve
shot Kevin herself. For once, she was thankful for Zack, though
he’d never know it or even appreciate it.
    “ Kevin,” Elsie said, sterner and
with fire in her voice. She felt like a broken record. “Do you know
this woman?”
    Mom peeled her death stare away
from Molly, and looked Elsie in the eyes. “Leave. You don’t want to
be here.”
    “ What are you talking about?
Mother, what’ve you gotten into?”
    “ Elsie, I love you. But you need
to walk away from this.”
    Her mother’s eyes were steel, hard
and cold. Elsie knew Mom was more than she seemed. Like mother like
daughter, Gertrude Turner was a spy. But what did Elsie really know
about the woman? She wasn’t entirely sure what organization Mom had
worked for, if she still worked in the business.
    And Kevin…
    Elsie knew he target practiced with
his best friend, Brad. But Kevin held himself like a professional.
He didn’t even budge out of the way for Mom, keeping his body
between her and Nikolai.
    She was angry for not seeing the
signs earlier. The man knew how to handle a pistol, and while he
wasn’t entirely keeping his cool under pressure, he certainly kept
his fighting posture steady. He was ready for a
gunfight.
    No way Kevin was just a “corporate
rat” like he told her. There was a reason for all his trips to D.C.
Her fiancee was a spy, he didn’t need to tell her. She saw it now,
in the way he carried himself and held a gun.
    Was there a reason he met her in
the first place? For his odd behavior as their wedding day got
closer? Was he spying on Elsie?
    A million horrible thoughts
collided in her head all at once, exploding in a deadly firebomb
nova. Elsie felt violated for learning he wasn’t exactly who he
always said he was.
    Worse, now wasn’t the time to ask
him questions. Elsie needed to keep her head clear and diffuse this
situation.
    If only she was wearing underwear.
And her pussy soaked from an incomplete orgasm. And if she had a
gun.
    “ Elsie,” said Mom. “Do as I
say.”
    “ No,” Elsie said, not quite
regretting her bitchy tone of voice. “Whatever’s going on between
you and…” She couldn’t say the name Molly, not now. “…her, needs to
get resolved.”
    “ Oh what a load of crap,” Kevin
blurted. “What’s going on between you and… her?”
    “ That—that’s irrelevant!” said
Elsie. “It was nothing!”
    “ Nothing? Looked like a soaking
wet nothing from here.”
    Mom boxed Kevin on the side of his
face. He took the hit