Attempting to save Lindsey Smith's life came with consequences Asher German didn't foresee. Not only did he fail at saving her, he saved his nemesis and he got shot for it. Making it a vexing night. Now he'll have to deal with his girlfriend, Char...
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♠♥Chapter 5♣️♦️
When they head out Charlie assumes they're going to the Ice House since it's right beside the Graveyard, but she's surprised when the group goes right up to the side of the Skull's building where a strange slanted building's attached to it; likely used for whatever they made back in the day to slide into trucks.
Reaching the ladder, Grimm and Jett scurry up it and Asher gestures for her to do the same.
"Up," he lightly slaps her ass. Into that control room, they foolishly ignore its existence."
"Up yourself." She eyes the ladder as she keeps her legs close together. "There's enough of a breeze on the ground, since my damn panties went missing again." She eyes him accusingly. It's becoming a very common occurrence with him.
"I let you search my pockets, Little Fox. Don't give me that look." He points up again. "And we're going in that room." He gestures to what must have been an observation room. "Not the catwalks." His fingers glide to the scaffolding like material between it and the main building.
"I know it's you," she grumbles as she climbs. "I have my fucking panties before we have sex, then poof... gone."
"You leave them on the floor. You know very well, Jett claims that's all the cleaning fairies need."
"Cleaning fairies, my ass. I know the damn cleaning fairies. These are perverted gnomes." Glaring over her shoulder at him, she sees him looking straight up. Rolling her eyes, she shakes her head and continues her climb. "Very perverted gnomes with wandering ice-blue eyes."
Asher rolls his eyes. "Let me guess, they like to use their pointed hats on you while you sleep."
"Actually, they sneak their faces between my legs for breakfast." Reaching the catwalk, she turns around and glares at him. "Or so they claim."
"I might have to exterminate them. That breakfast's claimed." Asher comes beside her as he lifts a hand and, with only gestures, sends Grimm climbing up the scaffolding like he was made for it. Moments later, Jett clumsily follows.
Asher pulls open the door and gestures for her to go into the small room with two large windows, before he closes the door behind her. "Pick a window, Little Fox."
Charlie walks over to the left side of the room towards the window that looks out over the street and drops her head against the glass. Already bored with the task, a sigh escapes her lips.
"Don't like to stalk your prey?" Asher whispers as his body suddenly presses against her and his hand slides down and brazenly between her legs.
"Yes, I hate scouting. But," she grins, and leans into him, "this makes it infinitely better."
"Stay quiet and I'll make it even more entertaining." The sound of his belt being undone meets her ears, and she feels its leather graze the small of her back. "Think you can do that?" He nips the side of her neck as his fingers graze her clit.
