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The Middle Man by K.s Adkins (39)

 

Nothing was sexier than her ass scaling a wall.

I wasn't the only one to notice either.

They all did, but only Wren was dumb enough to get caught looking.

So, I cut his cord and laughed when he met the concrete.

 

 

Looking up, we all nodded following her lead.

Honestly, I looked up every chance I had.

The first few times she went climbing, the men were baffled by it and four couldn’t keep pace. Since then, we’ve all upped our game to keep pace with Finn.

As a group, we scaled the building, unhooked our gear, and watched her make the entrance in to the bedroom flawlessly and silently. It was scary how good she was at this.

Actually, it was impressive how quickly the rest of us caught on.

Over the last few months, every one of my brothers has fallen for her, respected her, and wanted to learn from her. My Finn was a patient teacher. Raven, however, was not.

 

Giving us the all clear, we piled into the bedroom making a hell of a lot more noise than she did. Although, at the end of the day we could be as loud as we wanted for this job.

Flicking on the table lamp, I watch her take a moment to look over the man’s sleeping form.

In my ear, Crow asks, “The fuck kind of name is Talon?”

Shrugging I admit, “When she’s done with him, he won’t remember his name.”

“True,” he chuckles as she peels the covers back.

“Hey,” I argue, not caring that I was, in fact, yelling. “What in the hell are you doing? You look at one dick, mine.”

Laughing, while trying to shush me, she motions us over whispering, “You guys gotta see this.”

As a group, we lean right as she yanks his boxers down. “Tell me that is not really his dick, Raven.”

Snorting so loud, snot made an appearance, she yelps, “I know, right?”

And to be a total smart ass, I whisper, “Raven.”

“Huh?” she asks eyeing me.

“The floor is lava.”

“Oh, you fucker,” she laughs and without thinking, launches herself onto his dresser sending his shit flying.

“You two need help,” Wren chuckles giving her a hi-five.

 

And then Talon woke up screaming. Not for long though, because she fell off the dresser, walked right up socking him so hard blood coated the wall behind him.

“Miss me?” she asks sitting on the side of the mattress.

“Y-you’re dead!”

“As dead as your career,” she agrees, cracking her neck.

“What are you—”

“Doing here?” she asks. “That’s easy, I came here to kill you.”

“Oh God,” he wails, trying to move, only the rest of us came into the light standing behind her and what does he do? Blows ass. “I’m sorry, Finn!”

“What for?” she gags at the scent, we all did. “And don’t forget to be specific.”

“The fake video, bad press, taking your money, and cheating on you.”

And that’s when the room went electric. Forming a tight circle, we press in closer to her when Eagle growls, “You cheated on Raven?”

“Raven? No. I cheated on Finn.”

“Guys,” she says on a groan. “I’ve got this.”

Grabbing his jaw tight, his eyes go wide and he cries, “Please don’t kill me!”

“Why did you do that to me?”

Wild with fear, he blurts, “Because you never saw me, never listened. It was always about Ryan!” Finding my face in the crowd, he shrieks, “Oh my God! It’s you!”

“Focus,” she slaps him again. “Talon, I hired you when no one else would. I gave you a decent lifestyle asking nothing in return except that you look out for my best interest. Instead, you tried ruining my career, and I’m sorry, but what you did-didn’t set me back. You set women who wanted to be like me back. Women who love to jump and climb, repel and free fall. However, I am dead and looking to stay that way, so what do I do with you? I mean, it’s in the manual that loose ends are a no-no.”

“You died skiing,” he sobs hysterically.

“Which proves you didn’t know me at all, considering you bought into it.”

“Finn,” he pleads pitifully.

Leaning down, I see it and ask the room, “Did he piss his pants?”

“I know, I know,” she sighs. “You’re holding this mistake over my head for eternity.”

Grabbing Talon’s phone, she opens up his Facebook page and instructs us to, “String him up.”

Then she remembered,” And don’t get piss on your hands.”

Properly displayed in his wet cotton boxers, she turns on the live feature and tells him to, “Confess your sins or die dangling in the air.”

Hitting play, and like he couldn’t get the words out fast enough, Talon started babbling away and wasn’t stopping anytime soon. My Finn was so over it, that we cleared the room and he was still going.

Locking in, we repel as a group and finish by sliding silently into to our vehicle.

While she drove, we were watching the live feed and laughing so hard the SUV shook.

Grabbing her hand, I smile, “You cleared your name.”

Squeezing back, she agrees, “I cleared my name.”

And I was lost in the moment, in her, until Crow says, “Guys, he just shit himself.”