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Gavin’s body is strung tight, the tendons in his neck standing out under all of that golden skin. Even through his shirt I can see his muscles tense as they flex with each movement.
“To have it confirmed, Mitch… that my father is an unfeeling asshole.” He rubs both hands down his face. “Fuck. Whatever. I’m over his shit.”
I grab one of his belt loops and tug him over. “Let’s go inside and relax for a while why they run this guy’s info. Sound good?” My tongue licks a path up to his ear and I can feel the goose bumps on his skin when I nip at the edge.
“Are you going to make me forget?” He asks, his chest expanding and contracting faster as I trace his ear with my mouth and press my hips against his.
“I’ll wipe your mind clean, baby. Come on.”
Gavin follows me inside without saying another word.
Chapter 16
Gavin
“Okay… Email me the info… I know you can, just do it!”
I can only hear Mitch’s clipped and short responses on his side of the phone conversation, but it’s easy to figure out that he’s eager and irritated at the same time.
“Right… That’s the one… Thanks, Van Zandt.”
He disconnects the call, a spark of excitement in those grey eyes. I smirk, waiting for Mitch to realize that I’m standing next to him.
“What?” Mitch asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Are you going to share what has you looking like a kid on Christmas morning?”
Mitch laughs. “They executed the warrant on the apartment your dad visited. Troy Wolski’s apartment. They’re taking his computers to the local FBI office.” He grabs me, nearly tackling me to the ground. I stumble and somehow manage to stay on my feet as Mitch squeezes the heck out of me.
“Jeez! You’re going to break me!” I’m not really mad. Mitch’s enthusiasm is contagious. I can’t help but laugh along with him.
“I have to go,” he says when he finally releases me.
“What? No! Why?” My mind is catapulted from joy to terror in half a second.
“Babe, don’t freak out.” Mitch takes my hands and drops a kiss on my knuckles. For some reason, that pisses me off even more.
I tear my hands from his grasp. “I’m not a fucking chick that needs coddling, Mitch! Tell me what the hell is going on!”
Mitch backs up a step. “Jesus, Gavin.” His face looks like I just slapped him. “I need my computers. I don’t want you going over there. That asshole already broke into my house once. There’s no way I’m having you anywhere near him.”
I get right up in his face. “So I have to be locked up in my tower while you’re out slaying dragons? Is that it?”
“No! It’s not like that at all,” Mitch explains.
“Who’s going to watch out for you? You’re the one he shot! Your house is the one he destroyed!” My anger is growing exponentially, merely a cover for the real reason I’m upset. Fear. Fear that Mitch will be taken from me, permanently this time.
“I’m sorry, Gavin. Yo
u’re right. I’ll take one of the guards, okay?”
I blink. Shocked that he submitted so quickly. The wind goes right out of my sails. “Oh. Well, okay then.”
Three hours later I’ve paced a hole in the hardwoods and another on the deck. I thought I’d be alright with being away from Mitch for a while, but clearly I’m not.
Jesus, I have issues. My life is so fucked up I can’t wrap my mind around all of it. How can I fall in love with all of this shit going on? Yet the thought of Mitch still makes me smile in spite of the chaos. He’s the one good thing to come out of this.
My hand itches to call Mitch, but I don’t want to interrupt. All it will do is slow him down, which means it will take longer for him to get back home. Home. Is this home? Would Mitch want to live here with me?
