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I reached between us to return the favor, but he caught my hand. “Not tonight,” he murmured, his voice thick with arousal.
“Why?” I almost whined, because taking care of him sounded like a good distraction from the dark thoughts coursing through me.
“Go to sleep, baby,” he whispered, brushing a kiss against my forehead. And I fucking melted. Paxton calling me “baby” was next level, get pregnant shit.
And strangely…I did fall asleep.
And like usual when I was in Pax’s arms, I didn’t dream at all.
Chapter18
Remington
In the morning, Cain walked into the living room of our suite, looking disgruntled.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. “Need your morning frappuccino with extra whip to wipe the frown off your face?”
Cain ignored me pointedly, which was fifty percent of our interactions. He didn’t appreciate my sense of humor. He was probably jealous. Psychopaths are no fun at parties. But then he explained, “Pax is still cuddled up with Aurora.”
“Taking your place?” I asked sympathetically. “Well, if it makes you feel better, Stellan didn’t have the best night’s sleep. I guess those stitches still hurt.”
Cain grunted. “Are there any more of those cult members left that attacked Aurora? Or were all of them in the basement?”
“You want me to see if I can find a membership roll? I can’t imagine serial killer cults keep…” I trailed off, my fingers already dancing over the keyboard and my brain taken up by the task.
As I worked, Cain went on, “If there’s anyone else left who is a threat to her, this is a good time to exterminate them. And we should plant evidence, make it look as if they were responsible for the Senator’s murder. That will take the heat off Aurora.”
“Trying to make it so our sweet girl can run from us? That’s new.”
He shook his head. “She won’t run.”
I whistled. “I’ve never seen you like this before. In love.”
Cain gave me a dark glare. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Mark my words, you’ll be telling that girl,I love you, shmoopums,by the end of the month.”
“I should’ve stabbed you too,” Cain muttered, looking as if he were reliving the moment he stabbed Stellan, but imagining my face.
“Well, well, well. Don’t pretend you don’t love me too, Cain. It turns out our idiot cult members have a message server. It seems we have a few die-hard members who couldn’t sneak away to terrorize Aurora the other day. And they’re all terrified at the moment–as well they should be–and are getting together in person to plan later today.”
“Great,” Cain said. “Get me all the info. Pax and I will go take care of them.”
“Why don’t you and I go?” I didn’t bother glancing up from the laptop, but I could feel Cain’s reluctance radiating from his big frame.
“Why?”
“We hardly ever get quality time together anymore.”
He grunted and started for the bedroom, doubtless to tear Pax out of the bed by his ankles.
“She’s mine too, you know,” I said. “I’ll do anything to protect her.”
He stopped, his back still to me. “Did you tell her you love her?”
“Christ, no. What the fuck do you think I am?”
Cain turned around, looking as if he doubted all his life choices. “Fine. But you have to promise to talk…less.”
