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“Come on.Tom Sawyer.Huck Finn.” Jace shakes his head when she just stares at him. “They’ve been calling me jack-off my whole life. I had to come up with something.”
“If that’s what you’ve got to tell yourself.” She smiles and adjusts herself against me. “So... are we having a slumber party? I just got off the phone with my mother, and I’m taking off the next few days.I could do your hair and your nails.”
I kiss the top of her head and groan. “No. No slumber party.” I wrap an arm around her. “Jack-off is going home.”
When Jace doesn’t have a snappy comeback, I throw him a bone. “Unless you want to take Zeus back to my house and crash there for the night.”
Jace kicks his feet down and jumps up. “Yeah. I’ll take care of Zeus. Are we all going to Hud and Maddie’s tomorrow?”
“They’re getting released in the morning, guys. Do you really think she’ll be up for visitors right away? They might want some quiet time to themselves.”
Jace and I both laugh at her unknowingly absurd assumption.
Not that they’d want time alone.
No, that’s not out of the question.
It’s thinking my overbearing family would ever considernotdescending on them as soon as they get home. That’s comical.
“I’ll just take some of this back with me and leave you two alone.” He picks up two cartons and turns to leave.
“Jace...” Wren grabs his hand before he can walk away. “Thank you for helping me last night.”
“You scared the shit out of me, Wren.”
Yeah, brother. That makes two of us.
Jace, ever the fucking ham, lifts Wren’s hand and kisses her knuckles, then nods toward me. “You scared the shit out of him too. You might have to kiss away his nightmares tonight. I mean, unless youlikebedwetters.”
“Get the fuck out,” I laugh.
“I told you I could help you with that little problem, Kingston.”
These two together are going to be trouble.
WREN
Once Jace leaves, I stand and offer Sawyer my hand. “I’m going to take a bath. Want to help me?”
“Oh.” His eyes skim up my bare legs, and heat pools in my belly. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”
He cups my head in his hands, and I’m tempted to say,Screw careful. “I think it’s the best idea I’ve had in days. Now, are you coming?”
“Wren...” My name is a pained plea on his lips. “You’re hurt. Your muscles have got to be sore. Your shoulder is... We can’t.”
His words follow me up the stairs and into the bathroom. “Get your mind out of the gutter, Kingston. There will be no funny business in this tub.” I turn the faucet on and throw a bath bomb into the water while I contemplate my next words. Nervous about his reaction to them. “Sawyer...”
He turns me around to face him and carefully removes my sling, then peels off my robe. “Yeah, Red?”
Next, he unfastens my bra, and with the kind of care you’d show a priceless antique, pulls it down my arms and off me, then kisses the bruises blooming on my body.
My breath catches in my throat when he bends and pulls my panties down my legs, then stuffs them in his pocket. “You were saying?”
What was I saying?
Oh right.
Damn. “I don’t know if I want to say it now.”
