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“You do look very pretty.” Nash’s arms came around both Sam and Adam. “I like the pink on your eyes.”
Tilting his head back, Sam smiled up at Nash. The detective was quickly becoming a good friend and part of their core group. “Thanks, Nash.” Sam had colored his eyes, cheeks, and lips with his new shade of baby pink that matched the long-sleeve shirt he wore.
“Is there something silky under those jeans?” Nash asked while waggling his brows again.
Adam growled, pushing Sam and Nash away. “Don’t talk about his underwear.”
Was that jealousy? Adam wasn’t usually so obvious around Nash.
Nash grinned unbothered at Adam. “Oh, baby, you know I only care about what’s underyourjeans. I was just asking. I find it helpful to have something under my clothes that no one else knows about than me.”
Interesting. Sam had not known that about Nash.
Neither had Adam by the way that Adam’s eyes widened before he dropped his gaze down Nash’s body.
“Wanna see, baby?” Nash flicked a thumbnail at the button of his jeans.
“Don’t call me baby,” Adam snapped. Now that sounded more like Adam.
“That’s not a no,” Nash pointed out as his grin grew.
“I need to finish getting the baked goods out so I can get to class,” Adam said. He stomped his way back to the table, but Nash was right on his heels.
“I could show you later. We could have dinner and then you could see for yourself.”
“Nash!” Adam barked.
Nash huffed but stopped talking. He jutted his bottom lip out as he leaned next to Adam. The puppy-dog face just silly on a tattooed, six-feet-tall, shaven-headed man.
“I’m opening the front,” Sam stated as he walked past the two other men. He patted Nash’s shoulder in encouragement, letting the big detective know he was doing an excellent job.
Nash and even Lucas’s interest in Adam was obvious and fun to watch. It was obvious that Adam didn’t know what to do with the attention of the two men. Adam’s current solution was to ignore the attention of Nash and Lucas but that wasn’t working out too well for Adam. It was an endless amount of amusement for Sam and he made sure to tease his best friend every single day.
“Linc’s picking me up when he drops off Caden. Will you let me know when he gets here?” Nash called behind him.
“I got you,” Sam assured Nash before he entered the front of the shop and flipped on the lights.
The front entrance glass had been replaced with thicker glass and the door was industrial with two deadbolts and an alarm that chirped each time the door opened. A professional cleaning company had been called in on the night of the attack to wash away and sanitize the blood and mess.
Sam tried not to let his gaze move to the place where the cartel leader had stood, next to the gunman threatening Caden, but he was unable not to go back to that time. The fear he’d felt that Caden would be hurt still haunted him.
The nightmares were still occurring and even though he knew Caden was safe, it was hard knowing that the cartel boss hadn’t been located. The nightmare the previous night had kept Sam from falling back to sleep. He’d even given in to his desperation and texted Lincoln to check on Caden. He hadn’t wanted to wake either Lincoln or Caden, but he’d had to know that Caden really was okay.
He’d received an adorable picture of Caden sleeping in Lincoln’s arms with Caden’s mouth open and a little bit of drool on Lincoln’s shoulder. Even though he’d been reassured, Sam hadn’t been able to go back to sleep, so he’d changed into a pullup along with his pink bunny onesie and had a tea party. Allowing himself to fall into his little headspace had been just what he needed. When it’d been time to get ready for work, Sam had indeed pulled on a thin purple silk thong and under his shirt wore a matching tank. Nash had been right—when Sam had his sexy clothes under his boring work-safe clothing, he felt good about himself.
Sam went about making sure they were fully stocked for the morning rush then headed to the office to grab the money drawer. He unlocked the safe and pulled out the drawer before returning to the front of the shop.
He entirely ignored the fact that Nash was being fed a pastry by Adam. That was flirtier than Sam had seen in the past. He hurried along so that he didn’t disturb Adam and Nash. He had plenty of time to get everything ready before he had to unlock the door.
Switching on the radio at a low volume, he danced around as he went about his preparations. Adam came up at one point and filled the display cases. Without a word he’d returned to the back to clean up before he had to leave for class.
His phone vibrated in his back pocket and Sam pulled it out. Excitement made his hand unsteady when he noticed the message from Lieutenant Daddy.
Lieutenant Daddy: Hey. I came by to check on you? Are you at the shop?
Holy shit! Sam almost squealed. He quickly typed out his response.
Sam: Yes! Are you here?
