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“An ATF agent.”
My heart skips a beat with his words. We may have the cops here on our side, or the chief at least, but the ATF is nothing more than an outsider. Someone who’ll be harder to pay off.
“They can’t be here without an invitation or cause. We haven’t done anything in the light, so that means someone invited them.”
The words almost stick in the back of my throat. What if Chief Sloan isn’t who we think? He’s the only one with enough jurisdiction other than…
“Cameron. Cameron brought them here.”
Teddy stops pacing and looks at me. “Why do you say that?”
I walk back to my bed and sit on the edge before pulling open the nightstand drawer. I reach for the files and grip them, then toss it to Teddy. “That’s why. He knows something, or is hiding something, and now he’s trying to cover his ass. That’s the only logical explanation. I mean, why would Sloan pull some shit like that.”
Teddy flips through it. “Lucas told me about this. Did you talk to Cameron about it?”
My mind rewinds to that very moment, the night I learned Teddy was alive, and all of my emotions come rushing back. Joy. Confusion. Anger.
I shake my head. “I was going to address it the night you came back. We made it to the station, but Lucas made a comment that threw me off guard, so we came home.”
His jaw ticks with my mention of Lucas. “What did he say?” he grinds out.
I’m hesitant to repeat what Lucas said. I don’t want to piss Teddy off especially since this isn’t even about that, but I know he’ll be angrier if I try and brush it off. “He said, because you mean something to him, you mean everything to me.”
He nods, trying his best to act unfazed. “I will have the twins get with Emil. We can move our supply there. He’ll watch it. And you, go talk to Cameron and see what we can find out. Don’t let him or anyone else know I’m back. We will need the element of surprise.”
“Emil? You can’t be serious. I don’t think we should trust him. He thinks you’re dead—, what’s keeping him from stealing everything for himself?”
“Just do as I say, Charlotte. I have an idea.”
His words almost have a soft edge to them. Like he’s tired of fighting. And honestly, I am too. I nod and reach for the files to put them back, but his grip doesn’t release.
He pulls me forward using the file. His face is less than an inch from mine, and I can feel his breath fan across my lips. “You do mean something to me, Monkshood.”
I want to melt at his words and crash into him, but the guilt weighing in my stomach won’t let me. “I know,” I whisper, reaching for his face and running my thumb along his scar.
He presses his hand over mine and kisses my palm. “Don’t ever forget you’re mine.”
How could I when I know if I do, someone will pay the price with their life? I want to say it, but I don’t. “Yours,” I breathe.
“Stop doing that,” he spits, tugging my lip from my teeth.
I didn’t even realize what I was doing. When he’s so close to me, it’s like my world turns to mush and all logic is thrown out the window. My body works on its own without the company of my brain. I breathe in deep, letting the need in my pants sound out around us.
“I should hate you,” I whisper as he brings his face closer to mine.
“You should. It would make this whole thing easier.”
“Maybe I do.”
“You don’t.” He lets go to undo the button on his slacks and slips his suit jacket off his shoulders.
He walks me backward before laying me on the bed, letting the gun in his holster tickle my ribs as it hangs to his side. I reach up and push it down, but he pins my arms above me. Once my hands are where he wants them, he lets go and thumbs the buttons of his shirt open one by one. I watch in complete awe. Sure, I’m pissed at Teddy for… for everything, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have an itch only he can scratch.
Once the last button is open, I expect him to take it off along with his holster, but he doesn’t. He leaves both in place as he pushes down the band of his boxers and his erection is set free.
He grips his length and strokes himself slowly. “I’ve waited weeks to be back inside you,” he breathes before letting his head loll back.
“Then what are you waiting on now?” I move my feet and hook my heels on the edge of the bed, letting the bottom of my robe fall open.
