Page 106 of Hearts Storm

“Reyna might have been... following my instructions.”

Confusion flickers across his face before understanding dawns, and his expression morphs from confused to pissed.

“You motherfucker.” He launches out of the chair, pointing a finger at me. “You asked her to lie? All so you could make me think you were being a dick again?”

“I was getting you back for the shit you pulled last night.” I can’t help the smirk that spreads across my face. “You spent the whole night flaunting her in front of me while I had to talk up not only the mayor and his wife, but half the department while trying not to pop a woody, dickhead. You had it coming.”

“You son of a—” Brex drops back into the chair, barking out a laugh. “You’re such a prick. I was actually worried about her. About both of you.”

“Consider it payback.” I shrug. “And for the record, she’s still at home. Sleeping.” I chuckle, wagging my eyebrows. “After I made her come at least a dozen times.”

His eyes darken as they narrow in on me. “Gonna rub it in my face, huh?”

“Yep,” I reply, popping the ‘p,’ enjoying this way more than I probably should. “But here’s the deal. I’m not just telling you I’m all in for shits and giggles. I mean it. I want her. And I know you do too. So we need to figure this shit out.”

Brex studies me for a long moment, brown eyes searching mine, looking for a sign I could still be bullshitting him.

“Alright,” he finally says, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “So when are we sitting her down to talk it out?”

“Soon.” I blow out a breath, spinning my chair to face the window.

“She’s into it, you know,” Brex says, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“I know.” And I do. I saw it in her eyes when she was sandwiched between us at the club last year. The way her breath hitches when Brex whispers something filthy in her ear when he knows I’m watching. The way she went pliant and boneless last night when I had my hand around her throat and asked her how she’d feel about having two cocks—one in her ass and the other in her pussy. She came instantly. “But we still need to talk about it. Make sure we’re all on the same page.”

“Agreed.” Brex drums his fingers on the armrest. “Are we going to do it at her place, or one of ours?”

“Hers. With us living right next door, the last thing I need is one of the guys to see her coming out of our building. Not yet, at least.”

Brex nods. “Fair point.”

The reality of what we’re actually doing starts to settle in my chest. It’s not just about wanting her—it comes down to logistics too. My goddamn career.

“Look, I need to figure out how to handle this with Chief Harrison.” The words taste like ash in my mouth. “I’m her direct superior. If word gets out before we can figure our shit out, notify HR? It could blow back in all of our faces.”

Brex’s expression sobers. “Do you think he’ll have an issue with it?”

“Not sure.” I ponder, scrubbing a hand over my jaw. “There’s nothing in the rules about fraternization, but that doesn’t mean he won’t have an opinion. And if he does, I need to be the one to tell him before he hears it from someone else.”

“Shit.” Brex slumps back in his chair. “You really think he’d care that much?”

“Harrison’s old school. He might not give a damn, or he could lose his shit. Either way, I’d rather do what I can to control the narrative. He’s on vacation for the next week, so I can’t talk to him until after he gets back.”

“So, what are you thinking?”

I tip my head back against my chair and stare at the ceiling for a second, turning it over in my mind. “I might have to switch her shift. At least for a little while. Put her on B-shift with Justin and the night crew so we’re not overlapping.”

Brex’s eyebrows shoot up. “You’d do that? She’s already on a separate shift from yours. We wouldn’t be able to see her as much.”

“I don’t want to, but yeah. I trust Justin to keep an eye on her. And if it keeps this from becoming a thing, I will.” I meet his eyes. “And we need to keep the PDA to a minimum. Both of us. No more of that shit you pulled at the gala.”

He has the decency to look somewhat sheepish. “Are you going to move her right away, or…?”

“No. I’ll talk to the chief first. Hopefully, it’ll be a non-issue.”

forty-five

A silly grin spreads across my face as I snuggle onto the couch with my laptop. It’s been less than forty-eight hours and I can still feel the ghost of Logan’s dick anytime I sit a certain way.