Page 166 of Reeves

"Completely underground. I have no idea what he did to make it happen." Reeves sets down our bags. "Benjy, this is your room."

He opens a door to reveal a bedroom with a massive bed and artwork on the walls. Benjy runs inside, bouncing on the mattress.

"I get to sleep here?"

"If that's okay with your mom." Reeves looks at me, his expression careful but hopeful.

We hadn't discussed staying, but it's almost seven, so I think he realized we aren't driving back tonight.

"Are you sure we're not imposing?"

"I want you here." His voice drops just enough that only I can hear it.

My stomach flips.

Benjy appears in the doorway, arms spread wide.

"Mom, there's a TV in there that's bigger than our whole living room!"

Reeves grins, the first completely unguarded smile I've seen from him since he's been back.

"Wait until you see the pool."

"There's a pool down here too?"

"Pool, gym, garden. Make yourselves at home. Both of you."

His hand finds the small of my back as Benjy races toward the pool area, and I let myself lean into the touch just slightly. Just enough to feel the solid warmth of him.

"Can we swim right now?" Benjy calls from the pool area.

"After dinner," I call back, following Reeves down a hallway lined with soft lighting.

He opens another door, revealing a master bedroom with a king-sized bed and floor-to-ceiling windows that somehow show a garden view despite being underground.

"Hydroponic setup," Reeves explains, noticing my confusion. "Everything grows year-round down here."

Benjy's footsteps echo from the main area, exploring every corner. Reeves steps closer, his breath warm against my ear.

"You get the master. I'll make sure my phone is charged this time so I can hit the sofa before Benjy wakes up."

Heat floods my cheeks as I remember this morning, the panic of finding Reeves still in my bed when Benjy's footsteps approached.

"Such a gentleman," I whisper back, my fingers brushing his wrist. "Always thinking ahead."

His green eyes darken, and for a moment I think he might kiss me right here.

"Mom, come see this!" Benjy's voice echoes from somewhere deeper in the bunker.

We follow the sound, finding him standing in front of a wall of screens showing different views of the property above. His mouth hangs open as he studies the feeds.

"It's like a spy movie."

"Recon. Can't let any pirates sneak up on us," Reeves says, ruffling Benjy's hair.

"Whoa," Benjy says with his jaw on the floor.

"Let me show you the gym."