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“Jesus Christ,” he swore under his breath. “What did he say?”
Saxton already knew the story because I’d gone to him immediately after leaving Alexander’s room, but it was still hard to talk about. “That it was an accidental overdose?”
Fox’s head reared back a bit. “Apollo did drugs?” he asked, slightly confused.
I shook my head. “No,” I answered ruefully. “And that was the problem.”
“Whoa, what?”
Taking a deep breath, I told Fox everything that Alexander had confessed to earlier. I even told him about threatening Alexander with a knife the day he’d caught me coming from his hotel suite. From there, I went on to tell him everything from the day that we’d been told about Apollo’s death. Though he knew most of it from what I’d told everyone last night, I told him everything as it happened.
When I was done, Fox sat up straighter against the headboard. “So, you were just going to break into his hotel room?”
I sat up, wrapping the sheet around my bare chest. “I stopped at Saxton’s before coming home,” I told him. “After telling him everything, we devised a plan where he was going to call Donovan and Jacob and tell them that he was concerned with the way Alexander was handling everything.”
“Okay…but…” He ran his hands down his face. “It’s a hotel room. You can’t believe that he might have anything incriminating there, right? I mean, it’s been eight years. I seriously doubt that he’s traveling with a confession.”
“I was going to break in, look around, then wait for him,” I explained.
His brows jumped. “Wait for him?”
I shrugged. “Yeah, wait for him.”
He closed his eyes as his head dropped back. “God, help me,” he muttered.
I did my best to hide my grin because I knew Fox was serious with that little prayer. “I wasn’t bullshitting, Fox,” I told him. “About none of it.”
He looked back over at me. “I know, baby,” he replied. “That’s why I’m praying.”
“You know, the plan has always been for me to do this alone-”
“Yeah, well those plans have changed,” he bit out. “I understand wanting to protect the others, but I’m not the others, Kincaid. Knowing what I know now, there’s no way I’m letting you do this alone.” His face softened and his eyes were bright with acceptance. “Look, this isn’t about what you’re capable of. Even before that shit with August, your reputation preceded you. I’ve already had to make peace with you taking care of August for all of us, don’t make me have to stand back and watch you go into this alone. The man in me can’t take much more, baby.” Fox leaned forward and took my face in his hands. “You have to know by now that I won’t survive anything happening to you, Kincaid. If you go down, then I go down with you. Period.”
I straddle his lap, his groan echoing in the room as the sheet pooled around my waist, my breasts his in face. “Want to come with me to terrorize Donovan?” I grinned.
His hands came up and squeezed my waist. “Sure,” he replied easily. “I’d be more than happy to.” Fox leaned forward, his lips on my neck. “First, you’re going to ride my cock, though.”
I could feel him getting hard underneath my ass as I placed my arms around his neck. “That sounds like a wonderful compromise,” I teased.
Fox’s hands slid upward until he had both my breasts in his hands. “God, I love your tits,” he said right before taking a good chunk of the flesh between his teeth. Anything short of a turtleneck was not going to do. Thank God the weather had already turned cold. If Fox kept marking me like this, Thanksgiving was going to be awkward.
When he was done with the mark, I pulled back to look at him. “I’m pretty sure that your point has been made, Love.”
His hips rubbed up against me, his hard dick ready for more action. “You’d think,” he replied. “But I have news for you, Kincaid.”
I arched a brow. “Yeah?”
“When we’re finally done with all this, I’m finding the best tattoo artist in the city, and you’re going to spread those sexy legs of yours for her, so that she can tattoo a picture of a fox playing in your bush, baby.”
My entire body clenched with the possessiveness in his voice and knowing that he was serious. I pictured an image of a fox peeking out from my trimmed patch of hair, and it immediately made me wet.
Leaning in and taking his lower lip between my teeth, I asked, “Yeah? And what about you?”
Fox lifted my hips, then brought me down on his hard dick. We both moaned, savoring the feeling of being connected like this. “I’ll tattoo your name across my neck if that’s what you want.”
It was another hour later before I was making the call to Saxon.
