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Sawyer stands up, pointing at the two men, and says, “I’m going to check it out from the ground up.”
“Good, do that.”
When they leave, Cameron stares at me.
“Both Delaney and Silas seemed too unfazed for me to let this slide. Something is off and I don’t like that.”
“Yes, better to be sure than be arrogant fools like them. I’m off to do some handshaking.”
When we’re alone, I say to Cato, “I microchipped Aurora.”
“It was necessary, brother. She’ll be safe. How did she react?”
I cock my head to the side and massage my temples. “She hates me.”
“That bad?”
I nod, and he gets up and claps my shoulder.
“Happiness was never our end goal. Maybe our wives are our divine punishment.”
“I need to be able to trust her.”
“Then gain her trust back. Women are more forgiving than us. Maybe that’s our luck.”
What I do know is I will do anything in my power to keep her.
At home, I watch the window to our room from my car. Time to face what I did.
I tiptoe inside, only to find the bed empty. I groan. This woman is going to make me age prematurely.
I change into a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, put sneakers on, and go hunting. If I have to show her daily she can’t escape me, I will.
I run toward the forest, and hear twigs crunching under her feet. She’s running with her sports gear on.
I follow her and she stops, her eyes widening in panic.After she sees it’s me, the look on her face turns from relief to anger.
“Did you think I’d try to escape? I thought you’d know where I was.”
Aurora pushes herself to a sprint before I can reply, but I am right beside her. I reach for her elbow, pulling her to me. Her breaths rush from her lungs.
“I will always catch you,” I say.
She groans, and I try another tactic.
“If you want to run, then there are certain conditions.”
She rolls her eyes at me, huffing. “It’s always conditions with you. What are you doing home, anyway?”
“I won’t spend my nights anywhere else but next to my wife.”
“I hope your dick falls off then.”
“I’ve got my hand.”
She reties her hair into a ponytail, crossing her arms over her chest. “Have fun with that.”
She can be a mean little thing.
