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“Um, no.” I try to stay calm. “Is he sick?”

Trent looks away, and I think maybe Henry is, but that’s not why I’m talking to Trent about him. And if he is sick, then what I have to say is even more important.

“He misses his son,” I blurt out when it’s clear Trent isn’t going to talk. “He doesn’t know where he is. I think we need to find him.”

He looks back at me, relief sinking into his body for a moment. His shoulders relax. He leans against the plush leather seat. There’s a softness to him I’ve never seen before, one that I’d consider fondness if I weren’t so unused to any positive emotion from him.

Then all at once, his brows raise, and he looks back at the road with wide eyes. He starts the engine again, veering onto the road so fast, it’s like he’s crazed.

“We?” He speeds. “There is no we. Henry is not your problem.”

I’m not sure why he snaps at me, but it does shut me up. Too bad it can’t stop my heart from wanting to break free of my chest. It wants to run straight to Trent and fix him.

He isn’t yours to fix.

Chapter

Twenty-Four

TRENT

This whole situation is fucking stupid.

This woman drives me completely insane.

The worst part about it?

This is all my fault.

I forced her to stay at my place.

To volunteer at the one place I feel most like myself.

If anyone is to blame, it’s me. All me and my dumb fucking ideas.

Now I can’t decide whether I want to bash my head against a wall from her questions or stroke my cock from the way she looks at me.

Both, I decide.

What the ever-living fuck is wrong with me?

Like clockwork, I hear the bell-like sound of Payton’s laughter. It reaches my office and is enough to force me out of my chair and into the hall. I round the corner to the living room and spot her immediately. She’s on the floor, knees on the hardwood, ass in the air.

This is not the first time I’ve wanted to sink my teeth into it.

Or flip her skirt up and sink into her.

Payton Hart is more dangerous than every weapon in the secret arsenal behind my closet.

She is a pain in the ass.

She asks too many questions.

She interferes in my life.

She always wants to talk about something.

She makes a mockery of the term peace and quiet.

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