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Finally, the FBI agents stepped away from Brooke, and Hunter helped her to her feet. I met her halfway, nearly taking her lips but stopping myself. What if she didn’t want to touch me?
She hesitated, too, looking me up and down.
“I’m sorry, Brooke,” I said. Hunter backed off, as did Lucas. “I know that’s simplifying it, but the moment you left, I knew I’d fucked up. No, the moment the words left my mouth. I was a coward, and—”
She put her finger to my lips. “Chase. You’re here to save me. I know you care.”
“I don’t just care. I love you.” I took her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles. “And I don’t want some fears of a future that probably won’t happen to stop me from being with you. From sharing you with Hunter and Lucas.”
A few happy tears leaked over her cheeks. “I love you, too.”
“I promise I’ll never make you feel the way I did earlier,” I said. Had that really happened earlier today? It felt like a lifetime ago. “Ever. I want to give you everything.”
She sniffed and dragged me toward her. I picked her up. Her legs went around my middle, and her lips crashed against mine. Her softness, after all this time of not touching her, made me want to throw open the back seat of Hunter’s car and fuck her senseless.
But that had to wait.
We tucked Brooke into the backseat of the Bentley, and the head FBI agent came over to us. He was younger than I assumed he was from a distance.
“She’s in good hands, it seems,” the FBI agent said.
“Yeah, she is.” Lucas smiled, glancing back at her. Brooke had her head resting against the window, already nodding off. “What do you know about what happened?”
“We’ll be able to give you a better overview of the situation in the next twenty-four hours, especially if we have follow-up questions.” The agent clapped me on the shoulder. “Please, get some rest. We’ll have a car escort you home.”
“Thank you.” I looked back at the car, then got inside. Lucas got on Brooke’s other side. She woke up for a moment, alarmed, but relaxed when she saw it was us.
“I can’t cuddle with both of you in the car the way I can in bed,” she said, letting her eyes close again.
“Just get some rest, sweetheart,” I said, kissing her forehead. “We’ll be home soon enough.”
Hunter got behind the wheel, and we pulled off, a police car with its lights flashing behind us. Hunter took it slightly slower than before, but we still made it back to his house in good time. Lucas carried Brooke upstairs, so she could shower and go straight to bed. After we each took a shower, we all climbed in with her.
Thankfully, Hunter had also gotten an even bigger bed to fit us all, with Brooke always in the middle.
I found myself passing out, too, as much as I wanted to stay awake. But I buried my face in Brooke’s hair and slipped into the deepest sleep I’d had in ages.
I woke up with Brooke pressed against me, her soft ass pressing against my cock. I hadn’t had sex with her in what felt like ages, so I woke up immediately, grinding against her.
“Mm, you’re finally awake,” she said. “Want to catch up?”
* * *
We took the next week off from the office, working remotely from Hunter’s house. And by that, I meant we did the bare minimum and spent a lot of time in Hunter’s massive bed. I assumed we’d get tired of fucking Brooke at some point, but that point wasn’t coming.
I stretched out on my back in the yard, naked just as Brooke was. It was the late afternoon, the sun no longer beating down on us, and we’d just gotten done with another round of sex. Outdoor sex was a favorite of hers, so I found myself naked in the yard more than I ever thought I’d be. It was freeing, to my surprise. But she was starting to bring out a lot in me now that I was letting go.
“I could stay here for hours,” Brooke said. “But I’m going to get a sunburn at this rate.”
“Then I’ll carry you inside,” I said, getting up. Hunter and Lucas—still fully clothed—were near the grill, making food. “And you can wait while dinner is being prepared.”
“I love this. You guys are going to get tired of carrying me around at some point,” she said with a grin.
“I doubt it.” I scooped her up and moved her over to a chaise in the shade, grabbing my shorts.
“Can you get the door?” Hunter asked me, holding up his phone. “It looks like the police are here.”
“Already?” I felt my pockets for my phone. They’d said they’d drop by at five, and it was already that time. “Wow, it’s late.”
