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Loki gave him a nod of thanks. Remy grabbed the plate with her half-eaten sandwich, carrying it to the kitchen.
Loki sat there with his girl until he heard a small sucking noise. He peered down to find her sucking on her thumb. Where did her pacifier go?
Remy returned and picked it up off the floor.
Was the man a freaking mind-reader?
“She looks like she’s ready for bed,” Remy commented, running his hand over her hair.
Loki nodded and stood with her cradled against his chest. “Come on, Tink. Let’s get you to bed. You’ve been such a brave girl.”
Growing up, she’d gotten little praise from her dad or Judy and he knew she lapped it up now. He paused by Remy. The other guy had been nothing but giving tonight. And Loki couldn’t be selfish.
“You wanna say good night to Remy?”
Remy’s eyes widened and then a look of gratitude filled his face. Which made Loki feel slightly bad. If this was going to succeed, then he would have to work on sharing. And communication.
Remy bent down to kiss Isa’s cheek, whispering good night to her. Then he straightened and nodded to Loki. “I’ll get going. I’ll talk to you both soon.”
Loki watched him turn away. Part of him didn’t want him to go.
Was it really possible he was a switch?
And if he was . . . could he really submit to Remy?
33
Loki sat in a corner of the Wishing Well and nursed his beer. He glanced up as Easton took a seat opposite him.
“Hey,” Loki said.
Easton raised an eyebrow. “What’s up with you? I’m supposed to be the morose fucker in this relationship, not you.”
Loki snorted. “What? The rest of us aren’t allowed off days?”
Easton frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“I kissed Isa the other day.”
Easton stared at him in shock. If anyone knew the significance of that, it was Easton. He was the only one who knew how Loki had felt about Isa for all these years.
The only one who knew that he’d planned to make her his . . . before his world had gone to hell.
“I still think about them. Every day.”
“I know, man.” Easton had been part of another unit that had been first on the scene. He’d had friends who had died that day, too. So if anyone knew how Loki felt, it was him.
He’d rarely seen Easton smile once since they’d all died. Easton had come home a different man. Loki always thought that Easton was in a better place than him.
Now, he wasn’t so sure. At least Loki had always had Tink. Who the fuck did Easton have?
“If you need to talk about what you saw that day, I’m here. It’s not good to bottle that shit up.”
Easton shot him a look.
“I know. I know.” That was all he’d done for the last few years. Bottle shit up until it exploded out.
“Fuck, that must have been one hell of a kiss,” Easton said dryly.
