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“Baby, you’ll feel so good inside me.”
“You want me inside your pussy, Eesh?”
“Yes. Yes, yes, yes.”
“Then put me inside your pussy.”
Groaning, he removed his fingers and steadied her against him with his thighs and a firm grip on her ass. As she went to reach into his jeans, so wet she was practically dripping, running footsteps sounded throughout the house.
They both sighed through a laugh.
Joel gave her one last tender kiss and let her down to the floor, and she blocked his lower half from Theo’s view with her body.
“How was the lemonade, Mama?” Theo asked, crashing into her legs.
“It was,” she cleared her throat, “delicious, baby.”
“I helped Joel with the stirring part. I stirred it real good.” He used both hands to create large circles in an invisible pitcher.
“Yes, you sure did.”
“Joel, did you like the lemonade?”
She turned him around by the shoulders. “Come on, Theo-thosaurus. Bath time.”
“Mama.I’m not even dirty!”
“Let’s go, sweetie. Mama had such a good time that she wants to tell you all about it, and you know bath time is when we catch up. I’ve been dying to talk to you all day.” She looked back over her shoulder. “Thanks for dinner, Joel. And thank you…for everything else.”
That night, Theo slept between them.
And there were no nightmares.
CHAPTER13
Joel tugged on the trigger until it clicked repeatedly. For the last few hours, he’d been down in the “lair,” trying to train, shoot, punch, and bench-press his way back to sanity.
Somebody hurt his boy.
Somebody he didn’t know how to find.
The rest of the team entered the room.
Mike walked up behind him and studied the obliterated targets, head cocked. “Theo’s getting worse,” Mike said. “And the asshole in Theo’s drawings is real.”
Joel set the weapon down. Apparently, their group operating as one mind and one heartbeat didn’t mean solely when they were out on assignment.
“It’s someone Theo knows as Mr. Veeny,” he informed them. “Theo said his name wasVeen-something. Could be a first name, last name, or an alias. But yeah, he was at the house and Theo’s school. He’s real.”
Gage, voice laced with poison, asked, “Lattimore, what’d he do to Theo?”
“Threatened him. Told him he’d kill him. Pointed a gun in his face.” His voice broke. “Choked him. Theo said he didn’ttouchhim, but this piece of shit still fucking terrorized my little guy, and I can’t do a fucking thing about it.”
“Right now,” Dez tacked on. “But, as far as we’re concerned, Mr. Veeny is a dead motherfucker.”
“Anything could have happened to all three of them. Did this fucker climb through Theo’s window when I was on the island? Was I asleep, probably worrying about petty shit,” Joel’s voice broke further, “when this asshole had his hands around my little guy’s neck?”
Mike’s hand landed on his shoulder. “I doubt that. This motherfucker sounds like your classic coward. I mean, Theo turned four since we’ve been in Sweden, so he went after a three-year-old. There’s no way he was there when you were.”
