he’d done a thousand times since taking the wheel. Lennox was still out, and outside of the soft snores and occasional whimpers, she hadn’t woken since her head had hit Tegan’s chest hours ago. “I don’t want to bring danger to her friend.”
They’d already lost three people Tegan and him had held dear, he wasn’t about to let some madman take her friend too. Kanon’s grip tightened over the steering wheel. They were going to get this bastard. No one was hurting Lennox or anyone she cared about.
He’d make sure of it.
“Then just pull over.”
He glanced back at Tegan. “Stretch?”
“No. I’m going to drive. Five hours is a long time behind the wheel, buddy. Suck it up, pull over, and let me drive.”
“I’m still good.”
Tegan grunted. “Well I’m not. My leg’s asleep and she’s rubbing against me to the point where if you don’t pull over I’m not going to be responsible for my actions. It’s your turn to take a shift.”
“Well, when you put it like that,” he angled the car away from the exit ramp, laughing at Tegan’s rough growl. “Fine, fine. I’ll take one for the team. Oh, the hardship.”
Turning off the highway, he pulled into a gas station. “Needed gas again anyway.”
Kanon passed Tegan a twenty. “All I got.”
“Better than I had. Should we wake her?”
“No. We’ll see how far twenty bucks gets us first.” Kanon’s stomach gave an irritated rumble but he ignored it. The parking lot was quiet; only one other car at the pumps, and it was rusty hatchback with a blonde woman pumping gas. Human, according to his nose. No threats.
The road had been quiet too, only the occasional pass of headlights. They got gas, and Kanon wiggled his way under Lennox, cradling her gently in his lap while Tegan turned the car back towards the highway.
“Any ideas?”
Kanon toyed with a strand of her hair. She had light freckles over her nose and he ran a thumb across them. Lennox shifted against him, snuggling closer. Her hand fell over his thigh as a sleepy groan slipped from her. Kanon rolled his head back against the headrest on the seat with a grunt.
“Told you, she’s a killer.”
“Yeah. And no, I don’t have anything. When the fuck did I piss off a witch?”
“You sleep with one?”
Possibly. He wasn’t exactly celibate, and while he had standards, he didn’t normally care much about whether or not they were lion, witch, snake...it didn’t matter. If they had a wicked smile, a mean dance, and could make him laugh...
Grand criteria right there.
“Didn’t exactly check their magickal history. Unless you’re telling me you teeth checked yours.”
“Gift horses and all,” Tegan said with a laugh. “And no.”
“Besides, didn’t we decide it was male?”
Tegan lifted both eyebrows as he glanced through the rearview window and Kanon flipped him off. “Contrary to popular belief, you’re the only guy I fuck.”
“Always makes me so damn proud too.” Stark possession claimed Tegan’s voice and it drew a satisfied laugh from Kanon.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice every bit as rough with claim. “But maybe a brother to someone? Though I tend to try not to break hearts.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe someone scorned?”
Yeah, because Kanon had never told a woman no before. “And how long do you think that list is?”
“Well, witch and male isn’t exactly narrowing it down.”
“Nor is the list for those probably pissed at me. I’m not always likeable. I grin and people take it the wrong way.”
Tegan laughed. “It’s not your grin that pisses people off. It’s the leer you give their wives when you turn down their sister.”
Lennox cuddled closer, her hand sliding higher and Kanon snatched it before she could reach the point of no return. He gave her fingers a gentle squeeze. She looked so small sometimes. Fragile. She’d kick his ass for thinking that too.
“You’re not exactly innocent up there,” he told Tegan. He ran his thumb
They’d already lost three people Tegan and him had held dear, he wasn’t about to let some madman take her friend too. Kanon’s grip tightened over the steering wheel. They were going to get this bastard. No one was hurting Lennox or anyone she cared about.
He’d make sure of it.
“Then just pull over.”
He glanced back at Tegan. “Stretch?”
“No. I’m going to drive. Five hours is a long time behind the wheel, buddy. Suck it up, pull over, and let me drive.”
“I’m still good.”
Tegan grunted. “Well I’m not. My leg’s asleep and she’s rubbing against me to the point where if you don’t pull over I’m not going to be responsible for my actions. It’s your turn to take a shift.”
“Well, when you put it like that,” he angled the car away from the exit ramp, laughing at Tegan’s rough growl. “Fine, fine. I’ll take one for the team. Oh, the hardship.”
Turning off the highway, he pulled into a gas station. “Needed gas again anyway.”
Kanon passed Tegan a twenty. “All I got.”
“Better than I had. Should we wake her?”
“No. We’ll see how far twenty bucks gets us first.” Kanon’s stomach gave an irritated rumble but he ignored it. The parking lot was quiet; only one other car at the pumps, and it was rusty hatchback with a blonde woman pumping gas. Human, according to his nose. No threats.
The road had been quiet too, only the occasional pass of headlights. They got gas, and Kanon wiggled his way under Lennox, cradling her gently in his lap while Tegan turned the car back towards the highway.
“Any ideas?”
Kanon toyed with a strand of her hair. She had light freckles over her nose and he ran a thumb across them. Lennox shifted against him, snuggling closer. Her hand fell over his thigh as a sleepy groan slipped from her. Kanon rolled his head back against the headrest on the seat with a grunt.
“Told you, she’s a killer.”
“Yeah. And no, I don’t have anything. When the fuck did I piss off a witch?”
“You sleep with one?”
Possibly. He wasn’t exactly celibate, and while he had standards, he didn’t normally care much about whether or not they were lion, witch, snake...it didn’t matter. If they had a wicked smile, a mean dance, and could make him laugh...
Grand criteria right there.
“Didn’t exactly check their magickal history. Unless you’re telling me you teeth checked yours.”
“Gift horses and all,” Tegan said with a laugh. “And no.”
“Besides, didn’t we decide it was male?”
Tegan lifted both eyebrows as he glanced through the rearview window and Kanon flipped him off. “Contrary to popular belief, you’re the only guy I fuck.”
“Always makes me so damn proud too.” Stark possession claimed Tegan’s voice and it drew a satisfied laugh from Kanon.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice every bit as rough with claim. “But maybe a brother to someone? Though I tend to try not to break hearts.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe someone scorned?”
Yeah, because Kanon had never told a woman no before. “And how long do you think that list is?”
“Well, witch and male isn’t exactly narrowing it down.”
“Nor is the list for those probably pissed at me. I’m not always likeable. I grin and people take it the wrong way.”
Tegan laughed. “It’s not your grin that pisses people off. It’s the leer you give their wives when you turn down their sister.”
Lennox cuddled closer, her hand sliding higher and Kanon snatched it before she could reach the point of no return. He gave her fingers a gentle squeeze. She looked so small sometimes. Fragile. She’d kick his ass for thinking that too.
“You’re not exactly innocent up there,” he told Tegan. He ran his thumb
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