"Adrian! Headlights!"
Jeremy and Seth were running toward him, people moving out of the way, and everyone stopped to watch, to hear. Strikes and cups fell unnoticed as men went for their guns, his herd watching nervously to see if they should stampede.
His eyes found Neil and Kyle in the twitchy crowd. When he motioned, the men went quickly to the front doors, and both of their teams fell in behind them without being called. This was their job.
Adrian pulled the plug on the music and looked over his scared camp, the silence almost a relief. "If you've passed the gun class, form a line inside the door. Do not draw your weapon. Get behind the guards. Everyone else, stay behind them."
Aware of Seth on his heels, Adrian pulled on his jacket as he went out and opened his holsters, taking the safety off both guns. Just in case. He was hoping for survivors, but the odds were high they had drawn a threat instead, and he would die defending his sheep if he had to.
7
Down in the basement of the alley, where most of the bulbs were burnt out, Kenn was checking cords and connections, glad to see nothing overheating. He heard the music stop and assumed Adrian had tired of the noise. He also noticed the lack of balls and pins falling, but didn't understand what it meant.
"All by your lonesome?"
Kenn's spin was fast, gun in hand, and Tonya held up a hand, eyes saying she liked it that he was dangerous. "Easy there, big boy. It's just the one ya been watchin' when ya thought no one was lookin'."
Responding to the sexy accent, Kenn reholstered his gun, eyes crawling up slender ankles to creamy thighs. "The party's upstairs. And I'm no boy."
Tonya slowly moved towards him, hoping Kenn would be at least half as good as their fearless leader. "I've noticed."
The Marine frowned at her, ears straining to hear if they were really alone. "What do you want?"
Tonya sauntered closer. "I never got to congratulate you on making XO." She wiggled a finger, other hand slowly sliding her short skirt up, and Kenn didn't hesitate, his need overflowing.
Tonya melted against him, lips finding that sensitive spot on his neck, and he lit up, arching against her. Nose full of pot, whiskey, and woman, he locked their mouths together. He'd gone without for a long time.
Head spinning, Kenn grunted as his jeans fell to his ankles and groaned as Tonya's soft hand closed over his hard flesh like a glove. His eyes closed as her lips slid from his neck, and his big hands tangled in her thick curls, pushing her to her knees. If anyone had come down the hall, it would have been too late to hide, but luck was with them and they remained alone while Adrian met the new people.