Without Law 18 by Eric Vall (most difficult books to read .txt) 📗

went down the rickety stairs once more, then I headed to the supply room. It was at the end of the hallway, but instead of going in, I turned to the right and found the smaller door across from it.

“Minji?” I asked with a knock on the door.

“Tav?” I heard her ask, and her voice sounded high-pitched with panic.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Hammer told me you had something for Tara?”

“Oh, right, yes, come in,” she said, and I could tell she was slightly flustered.

I opened the door to see her bent over a small filing cabinet. She was opening the drawers and rifling through them quickly. Her frustration was absolutely adorable.

She’d come onto me not long ago, and we’d had sex in the supply room. Since then, she’d been slightly embarrassed around me, even though there was no need to be. Part of me thought it was because she couldn’t help but think about our time together, and honestly, I couldn’t, either.

The beautiful Korean woman turned to me with a small colorful plastic bag in her hands. She bit her full pink bottom lip and held the bag out to me, but I could barely look at whatever was in her hand, all I could do was take in the sight of her. Her long, slender nose, deep brown eyes, and long dark-brown hair were absolutely gorgeous. She had on a pair of black cargo pants, boots, and a black tank top that showed off her full, perky breasts. My erection stirred in my jeans as I thought about what she looked like without those clothes on.

“Here,” she said, and her dark eyes locked on mine. “This is for Tara.”

“Thank you,” I said with a smile. “I’m sure she’ll appreciate it.”

I looked down at the bag in my hand. It was candy. Crystalized ginger to be exact.

“I know ginger is supposed to help with pregnancy sickness,” she said. “I had a stash of it here for myself just because I like the stuff, but I feel like she needs it more.”

“That’s really sweet of you,” I told her, and I reached out and gently placed my hand on her shoulder.

“It’s nothing,” she murmured as she looked over at my hand.

“I’ll make sure to tell her it’s from you,” I said. “We’re heading out in a little bit, but we’ll be back later. Will you eat dinner with us tonight?”

“Oh,” Minji said, and her lips parted into a beautiful smile. “Sure, I’d love to.”

“Great.” I smiled back. “I’ll see you later, then.”

After I left Minji, I headed straight for the jeep, refilled the gas tank, and then waited for the girls to show up.

It didn’t take long for them to make their way over to me, but it was worth the wait.

Anna had on a pair of tiny black athletic shorts that showed off her toned thighs and perfectly sculpted ass. She had on the same long sleeve green jogging hoodie as she wore before, and it was skin-tight so I could see the beautiful curve of her waist and her small, perky breasts underneath it. She had her long red hair pulled back into two braids instead of the usual one, and it was a great look on her. She had her M9 under one arm, and her plasma gun under the other. Her emerald-green eyes caught mine, and the corner of her mouth raised in a half smile. She knew I was looking at her, and she wanted me to know that she knew.

I didn’t care, though. She looked sexy as hell, so I just smiled back and gave her a little wink.

The redhead rolled her eyes, but I could tell she loved the attention.

Paige stood just behind her friend to the left. The brunette had on a pair of skinny jeans that hugged her in all the right places, a dark gray long sleeve shirt that clung to her body in the sexiest way, and of course, her hiking boots. Her chestnut locks were pulled up into a messy ponytail, and she had her shotgun slung over one shoulder and her plasma weapon on the opposite hip. Her thick-rimmed glasses fell down her nose as she walked, and she absentmindedly ran her tongue across her bottom lip and pushed her glasses up with one finger. Something about it was downright hot.

Bailey was next, and I wasn’t surprised to see the blonde hippie girl was in the same outfit she’d been in earlier. The only difference now was the Barrett she had on her back. It was clearly heavy for her, but she refused to let me help because, ‘it’s my gun, I’ll take care of it’. I heard her voice in my head, and I had to hold back a laugh as I watched her walk toward me. She leaned to one side to counteract the weight of the weapon, but even with her added burden, she still looked at me with a sweet smile on her face.

Tara was on Anna’s other side, and the platinum-blonde also had on the same outfit from earlier, except she’d added a dark-blue zip up hoodie overtop of it. Her long blonde hair was now pulled up into a messy ponytail, and even though she was pregnant and vomiting every hour, she still looked absolutely flawless. I never did figure out when she had the time to apply mascara, eyeliner, and chapstick, but somehow she managed. They were odd priorities, but they were ones she never forgot. I knew how important it was for her to feel good about herself, and makeup seemed to help boost her confidence. I’d rarely seen her without it, and that was the way she liked it.

“What are you staring at?” Tara asked, and she put her hand on her hip and cocked it to the side while giving me a sexy smile.