Page 23 of Midnight Masquerade

"You know you want to sleep with my cock buried in that perfect cunt, too, Madeline."

Her pupils flare, heat rolling through her expression. "We can do that?"

"Spread your legs."

Before she can even move, my phone starts ringing. I lift my head, scowling toward the jacket I discarded on the floor.

"What the fuck?"

"That's God calling," Madeline giggles. "He has objections to your dirty plan, Drake."

"Stay right here. Don't move a muscle," I order her, rolling from the bed to figure out who is actually calling at one in the goddamn morning. If it's not God, they better hope it's the end of the world.

I snatch my jacket up and grab my phone, my scowl deepening when I see Sheriff Midnight's name flashing across the display. Why the fuck is the Sheriff calling me?

"What do you want?" I growl as soon as I answer.

"I see you're extra chipper tonight," he mutters, amusement lacing his voice.

"It's one in the morning, Midnight."

"Oh, I'm well aware."

"What do you want?"

"Rumor has it that you leftTrick or Treatwith Madeline Dooley tonight. Is this true?"

"What the fuck? Why do you care?"

"Because her cousin is being a pain in my ass," he growls. "Is she with you or not?"

"Yeah, she's here."

"Tell her to call her cousin so he'll stop getting on my fucking nerves, will you?"

"No." I hang up and start back to the bed. I don't even make it two steps before the phone rings again. "Son of a…"

"What's wrong?" Madeline asks, watching me intently.

I hold up a finger and then swipe to answer. "I hung up on you. Why are you bugging me again?"

"Let me talk to my cousin," Tyler Dooley growls.

Motherfucker.

"She's fine."

"Says you. I want to hear that from her lips."

"Jesus fucking Christ. Will you get off my goddamn phone and leave us alone if you talk to her?"

"Maybe," he grunts. "Depends on if I believe her or not. For all I know, you've got her tied up in your basement."

"Goddamn. Does everyone in this town think I have bodies in the basement?"

"Do you?" Tyler asks.

I growl, holding the phone out to Madeline. "Your pain in the ass cousin wants to talk to you. He thinks you're tied up in the basement, unicorn."