Page 22 of Inked Hearts


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“Morning, big man,” Maddox greets, flashing him a full smile that has my heart tripping in my chest.

Aiden lips turn into a big smile as he stares at the big man, already feeling more at ease.

“Maddox and I are making omelets, sit down and I’ll bring it over,” I order, nodding my head towards the dining table.

Aiden meanders over, shooting glimpses back at us the entire time. Once I start actually putting the omelets together, Maddox leaves my side and goes to sit beside Aiden. I roll my eyes at the way the two of them start whispering like they’re already best friends.

The next person to enter is the biggest of the new guys, Sebastian. The golden-haired Adonis. He is sweaty and flushed like he just finished a workout and he shoots me a panty-melting grin when he enters the kitchen. Or I can imagine he thinks it's a panty-melting grin, but all it does is make me roll my eyes. The guy is definitely a flirt.

“Morning, Sebastian,” I greet, turning back to the stove, “You want breakfast?”

He hums low in his throat and goes to grab a coffee mug as he replies, “Hell yeah. That smells so good.”

I chuckle as I plate one omelet and then begin on another. I drop the finished one in front of Aiden and head back to the stove.

“Who is staying back with Aiden while we go to the school?” I ask the room, not sure who is going to escort me.

Glancing back I see Sebastian and Maddox having a conversation just with their eyes before Sebastian speaks up, “I’ll take you to the school and Maddy will stay back. Not sure when Wolf will be back from his run.”

I nod and finish another plate of food, handing it off to Maddox, and starting on Sebastians.

The thought of running has my heart speeding up. I’ve really missed my morning routine. I haven’t been on a run since before we left Maine and it’s my number one release. I nibble on my lip, nervous to ask, “Can uh…can we start running tomorrow?”

Maddox looks at me with a soft smile and nods, “Of course.”

Relief floods me. I can’t fucking wait to get back to a normal routine. It keeps me steady. There’s just something so ridiculously nice about having control over your day…knowing exactly how it's going to go.

I finish up another omelet and hand it off to Sebastian who nods gratefully before heading back to the stove. I make a much smaller omelet for myself and grab fruit out of the fridge. Instead of sitting with them, I stand at the island and watch them interact with Aiden. He's chuckling and talking animatedly with his hands, clearly getting into whatever topic of conversation they brought up.

“You ready to head out?” Sebastian asks as he walks his dishes over to the sink and starts rinsing them.

I nod and reply, “Yeah. I just need to grab his transcripts from upstairs.”

Chapter 9

Wolf

“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.” - Albert Einstein

Igot up at four in the morning to get a run in. I figure I need to start waking up early if I want to get onto Dakota’s running schedule. In case you were wondering, it was fucking miserable. I felt like I was back in the Corps, running miles upon miles in the freezing fucking cold.

After the run I took the SUV into town. I wanted to make sure that I could scout the area out and mark up the exit routes if we needed them. Honestly, I just wanted to get out of the house after the revelations last night. I feel like I have too many thoughts and emotions running through my head.

Pride that we got picked for such a good case, excitement that we can make a difference, and nervousness at the unknown. But more than all of those…I’m fucking pissed. Spencer had the chance to actually brief us and he left out pertinent information. I can't decide if it was pure negligence on his part or if he had an ulterior motive.

I’m leaning towards the latter because Spencer doesn't miss things. He's meticulous and smart. So why the hell did he think it was okay to leave out so much information? It’s not like him to be so careless.

My phone vibrates and I pull it out, and grumble, “Speak of the devil and he shall appear.”

Spence:How is she doing?

I scoff as I read his message. It seems so obvious now that Spencer is being different with this case. It’s so fucking obvious that mentally I’m kicking my own ass for ignoring the warning signs. I should have listened to my gut, pushed harder for more information. I should have donesomethingso that I didn’t end up here with so many massive surprises.

Wolf:The client is fine.

Spence:And Aiden?

Wolf:He’s adjusting well.

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