Page 37 of Slow Burn


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Deva:What does that mean?

I paused, a snort of laughter forcing itself from my throat. The woman was smart, no doubt about that. And she was damn good at her job, I knew that from my interactions with Cash. He was speaking more and using words I hadn’t heard him use before. But in instances like this, she was clueless. I didn’t know much about the Fellowship of the Enlightened beyond town gossip, but it was clear as day they’d refused to adopt most societal norms.

A raspy chuckle spilled past my lips as I answered.

Me:It means on my way. Be there shortly.

Pocketing my phone, I moved over to the couch and brushed the hair that had flopped down off Cash’s forehead. “Hey buddy. Need you to wake up.” His eyes blinked open slowly, his eyelids weighed down heavily. “We gotta go for a short ride. We need to go get Deva from her friend’s house.”

“Day-day?” he asked sleepily, using the name he’d made for her early this week. “Go get her?”

“That’s right, kiddo. We have to go get her so she doesn’t walk alone in the dark. It’s not safe.”

His expression grew solemn as he looked at me with wide eyes and shook his head. “Not safe. No, no.”

“No, no is right, buddy. That’s why we’re gonna go get her.”

He lifted his arms and held them wide. “Daddy. Up,” he ordered seriously, like getting to Deva was of dire importance now, and I chuckled as I bent forward and lifted my boy into my arms.

I’d horsed around with Jensen’s son, Brantley, plenty of times, giving that kid more piggy back rides than I could count,but he was already five by the time Gage and I met him, so holding Cash was my first experience at holding a small child.

It still amazed me how light he felt in my arms, and how trusting he was that I’d keep him safe as he wrapped his tiny arms around my neck and rested his cheek on my shoulder.

I took us out to the car and made quick work of buckling him into his car seat, not wanting to take too long and risk my hardheaded nanny forging out on her own to prove herself capable. I didn’t doubt for a moment that she was more than capable of taking care of herself. My concerns were for her safety. She could take every possible precaution, but it was theotherpeople I didn’t trust.

What would have been a twenty-to-thirty-minute trip by foot was much shorter in my car, and I was pulling into the Montgomery’s driveway in no time.

As if she’d been standing at the window, waiting for me, the front door opened, spilling light out onto the porch as Deva stepped out. She turned back to give Myra and Bennett long, tight hugs, and I couldn’t help but use that time to stare at her perfect apple-shaped ass in her jeans.

I wasn’t sure I’d ever get over how smoking her body was.

She waved back at them over her shoulder as she jogged down the steps and toward my car. As soon as the passenger door opened, Cash’s voice rang out from the back seat. “Day-Day!”

Deva’s face split into a wide, brilliant smile that I felt in my chest and my dick as she spun around to face the back seat. “Hey, little bug!”

“We make Day-Day safe!” my boy declared, and I was so damn proud in that moment I couldn’t be bothered to hide my smirk as I caught Deva glaring at me from the corner of my eye.

“That’s right, bud. Safe.” I looked in her direction and arched a smug brow. “So you better buckle up.”

I caught a hint of that fire she’s revealed the other night when she rolled her eyes, the light of the dash making it just bright enough for me to catch, as she buckled herself into her seat.

“Day-Day, we go spwash!” Cash said brightly.

She twisted to give my boy her full attention. “You went splashing?” she asked, understanding the words he was saying clear as a bell if not the meaning behind them.

I watched him nod enthusiastically through my rearview mirror. “Spwash! Spwash!”

“He means the splash pad,” I clarified, my voice sounding gruff and raspy in the closed confines of the car. “There’s one in town by the park. That’s where we were today.”

I could feel her gaze on my cheek as she let out a gentle, “Oh,” before shifting her focus back to Cash. “That sounds like a lot of fun! I bet you’re really tired from all that fun. Thank you for coming to get me even though you were really tired.”

Cash nodded, that stone-cold seriousness returning to his expression. “Make Day-Day safe.”

Deva giggled at that, the sound reminding me of windchimes ringing out soothingly in a gentle spring breeze.

Christ, when the hell did I get so damn poetic? Especially over a woman I barely knew.

We lapsed into silence for the remainder of the short ride, and by the time I pulled into the garage, Cash was dead to the world, his mouth hanging open as little puffs of breath slipped past his lips and his eyes bounced from side to side beneath his eyelids.

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