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“Shh. Everything is all right. We can talk later.” He turned to Ian. “I found her like this down at the gate.”
“How did she get there?” Jack asked.
“Guardian angel rescued me, dropped me off there,” she said.
“Who?” Ian asked.
“A woman,” she said. “She had long dark hair. Pretty. Not that old. I can’t . . . I can’t tell you much else.”
“Fuck, give her to me,” Ian said.
He wanted to protest. To keep her for himself. But he squashed that urge.
Handing her over, he walked into the house behind them as Jack ran down the stairs. “What is . . . fuck! Baby girl! Fuck!”
Jack ran straight to them and Jameson tensed, thinking he was going to bang into the two of them. But he stopped at the last second. “Baby. Baby, look at me. That’s it. There you are.”
Jameson had never heard that tone from Jack before. He sounded tender. Almost sweet.
“Give her to me,” Jack demanded.
Ian let out a sound of dissent.
This sort of relationship only worked if they shared readily. If they communicated well. If they trusted in each other.
Jameson hadn’t done those things. But Jack and Ian were a unit.
Finally, Ian sighed and handed her to Jack.
“Just be careful,” Jameson warned. “She’s bruised and sore.”
“We need to take her upstairs,” Ian said. “Clean her and check her over.”
“We need the police,” Jameson reminded them.
“Fuck. Fuck,” Jack muttered. “Does she need to go to the hospital?”
“No hospital,” she said. “I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to stay here with you guys.”
“Then that’s what you’ll do,” Jack told her, walking up the stairs with her in his arms.
Ian glanced over at Jameson. “Does she need to go?”
“I’ll check her over,” he replied. “I warned her that if I thought she needed to go, she was going. But I can do most things here. I’d say she’s rather bruised and dehydrated. I might need to get an IV here. But the police might want a report. And evidence if . . .”
If she was assaulted sexually.
“We need to talk to her,” Ian said.
Jameson nodded, staying behind as he went up the stairs. He knew Ian meant him and Jack when he said ‘we.’
But Ian turned at the top. “Aren’t you coming?”
Right.
He bounded up the stairs after him, pausing at the doorway. It felt wrong to enter her bedroom without her permission, even if he’d already been in a few times before. He wanted things to be different between them now. He wanted more, and for that, he’d need to talk to her. That’sifshe was interested.
And the timing wasn’t right.
