Page 75 of Freed

“Thank you,” she says softly as she pulls my shirt down past her ass and bites her lower lip nervously.

Bain picks her up and sets her in his lap, banding his arms around her and shoving his nose into her mass of red hair. I narrow my eyes on him. Why didn’t I think about doing that?

“What were you guys talking about?” she asks as she leans back against Bain’s chest. “I thought I heard someone saying something about locking me up.”

“Not literally,” Gage corrects quickly. “I was just saying, when we lure Blaze in, we will make sure you’re locked away somewhere safe. We don’t want him getting anywhere near you again.”

She nods, her eyes moving from him to the mess around the office. Not that you could call it an office anymore. Gage had turned it into a science lab. Everything that doesn’t look like it belongs in a chemistry class has been shoved to the side or into cupboards to make room for his work.

“Is that it?” Cherry asks, moving forward and getting to her feet as she moves to the desk. “Is that the B-Serum?” she asks, looking at the vial.

Gage nods. “Yep, that’s the stuff.”

“I can’t believe you made this.” She glances up at him, and her slightly nervous look changes instantly as a huge smile splits her face. “You’re a genius, Gage. You know that right? This is incredible.”

He shrugs, looking slightly uncomfortable with the phrase.

“She’s right,” Maddox adds. “What you’ve done here is amazing. None of us could have even deciphered that notebook, let alone reverse engineer an antidote.”

“Thanks,” Gage says, scrubbing a hand up and down the back of his neck.

“Is it ready?” Cherry asks, pointing to the vial.

“Yes. I was just telling the others that I’m going to put it in these pens so we can carry them with us and leave them around the house. For safety,” he adds quickly, then he looks from the pen he’s holding to her, a small smile pulling at his lips as he asks, “In fact, I’ll do the first one right now, and you can carry it with you everywhere.”

“I get the first one?” she asks in excited surprise, making me grunt in amusement.

“Pretty girl, of course you do.” I place my arm around her shoulder as we watch Gage pull out another vial and use it to fill one of the injector pens.

Once done, he inspects it and holds it up to show her. “All you have to do is remove this lid, then stab it into him anywhere. The pen will inject the stuff instantly.” He clicks the lid in place and hands it to her as she stares at it with wide eyes.

“That’s it?”

“Yep. I made it as easy and fast as possible.”

“You did an awesome job on that,” I tell him gratefully with a nod.

“I guess I have to start wearing pants with pockets so I have somewhere to keep it,” Cherry says, making me chuckle. “Or I could carry a purse.”

“Maybe you’ll actually remember to keep your phone on you too,” Maddox says teasingly, since she’s always forgetting to carry it with her.

With my arm around her shoulder, I start to steer her toward the door. “Let’s go find you some pants now. Because we have some planning to do.”

“Planning?” she asks in confusion as she looks up at me in surprise.

“Yeah. Don’t tell me you forgot about our pool party already.”

As we step into the hall, her eyes widen. “I… totally forgot,” she admits, looking a little deflated.

“Well, no worries. I happen to be excellent at party planning.”

“Really?”

I steer her into her room and pull open her dresser drawer, grabbing a pair of pink joggers that just so happen to match my hair.

“Yep. First, let’s get these pants on you.” I kneel down in front of her, holding them open so she can step into them. She doesn’t comment on the fact that she could easily dress herself. And I don’t comment on the fact that her pussy smells like fucking candy.

Once they’re on, I lift her up, set her on the end of her bed, and pass her the phone, which was still plugged into her nightstand.