His Request

[Chanel’s POV]

When we arrive at our destination, I don’t hesitate to get out of the car and then wait as Giddeon follows suit. Once he joins me, he leads the way up to a simple building and knocks on the door, then steps back.

For a moment, we just stand there watching and waiting as nothing happens. Frowning, I move forward and prepare to knock again. If this bastard wasn’t going to answer this time, then I would kick the fucking door down. However, I don’t have to take such extreme measures as the door opens just before I pound my fist on it and a tired-looking man lays eyes on us.

“Who...” he begins, until he sees Giddeon. “Oh,” he smirks, his face lighting up. “I was wondering when you would come searching for me.”

“If you knew we were coming, why didn’t you come to us first?” I ask before Giddeon can say anything. “And since you seem to know why we are here, I don’t need to explain anything.”

“Fiesty,” the man grins. “Just like I like my women.”

“Gross,” I gag. “We didn’t come h