Page 72 of Jameson’s Salvation

My phone rang and I fished it out of my back pocket. Seeing it was Jameson, I answered.

“Hey, Jameson.”

“Hey, babe. Did Holden tell you?”

“Yes. Good news.”

“It is. One step closer. I’m going to be a while at the station. You have a couple of options. Stay at the office until I’m done, Chasin will take you back to my place, or you can go with Nix and McKenna to their place. But I may be done in time to pick you up myself. Weston decided since we were closer to Deloris’s that he’d go follow Reggie. But he’ll be at your mom’s tonight.”

I noticed he didn’t give me the option to go back to my house and I wasn’t sure if I was grateful he hadn’t pushed, or upset with myself for freaking out and tying his hands.

“I think I’ll stay here for a while and keep McKenna company as she listens. It’s mostly boring when he’s not trying to get some…you know.”

“Yeah, I know.” Jameson chuckled. “I heard it was bad.”

“So bad. And then at the end he totally sweet-talked her. The whole thing was like a bad porn movie.”

There was silence before he asked, “You watch a lot of porn?”

“Enough to know the difference between the bad stuff and the…” I stopped and my skin heated when laughter broke out in the room.

Damn. damn, damn. How could I have forgotten I was in a room full of people?

“Right. We’ll talk about that later when we’re in private.”

I felt the heat rise into my cheeks. “No, we won’t.”

“Yeah, babe. We totally will. Now I have to know what you think qualifies as good porn. Though I think I already have a clear understanding of what turns you on.”

“I’m hanging up now, Jameson.”

“Kennedy?”

“Yeah?”

I was met with a beat of silence before he exhaled and said, “Never mind. I’ll be home as soon as I can.”

Home.

“Okay. Be safe.”

“I will. You, too.”

Jameson disconnected and I looked around the room. “Not a word.”

“Touchy, touchy.” Holden laughed. “It’s not like we were going to ask you to swap porn collections or anything.”

“Speak for yourself,” Chasin said. “Mine’s pretty sparse. I was hoping she’d have some good recommendations.”

“Don’t look at me.” Nixon shrugged. “I have no need to watch that shit.”

“Good answer,” McKenna mumbled, and once again the room was filled with raucous laughter.

McKenna caught my eye and shook her head with what was meant to show her annoyance. But instead all it showed was her adoration for a group of rowdy men who held nothing back. Not their loyalty, not their care and concern for their team, and not their inappropriate comments.

Nothing was off-limits. If they liked you, they teased you. If they didn’t, you’d never get close enough to them to see them for who they really were.

A team of men who stopped at nothing to protect the ones they loved.