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Ryan held up his hands. “And I respect that. Your call.”
“Let me think about that, okay?”
This made what Caleb was about to ask even more complicated. He took a deep breath. “If we aren’t one hundred percent sure the FBI actually did a thorough investigation of either the text messages to your secretary or the incident with the changed folders on your computer, that means we’ll have to do it ourselves. Which means I’ll need access to your laptop and phone.”
“The kid’s an absolute wizard with technology,” Ryan said, and Caleb’s insides lit up at that unexpected praise. “If someone messed with your systems, he’ll trace it.”
“I won’t look at any case files without asking your permission,” Caleb promised.
Roman’s eyes, pools of brown uncertainty, flickered over Caleb’s face. With a slow exhale, he nodded. “Okay. I trust you.”
“Thank you. I won’t betray that trust, I swear.”
Roman slid his laptop toward Caleb and handed him his phone and the keys to his car. “Find whatever you can.” The words felt heavy, like he was passing off pieces of his guarded life into Caleb’s hands.
“I’ll dig as long and deep as needed to find something.” Caleb pocketed the keys, the weight of responsibility settling on his shoulders. He was about to delve into the depths of Roman’s life, both digital and literal.
“We’re on it,” Ryan assured Roman, his voice gravelly with promise. “No stone unturned, Roman. We’ll figure out who’s messing with you.”
Roman nodded, a stiff tilt of his chin that didn’t quite mask the worry etching deeper lines around his eyes. He was a fortress of a man, but even fortresses have their weak spots. “Thanks.”
The word sounded like it had to claw its way out.
Ryan let out a long sigh. “I think that’s all for now. If we have any more questions, we’ll come find you. For now, my advice is to trust no one other than our team. Until we know who’s targeting you, we have no clue who could be involved. Wouldn’t be the first time someone with power had dirty LEOs in his pocket.”
A shiver trickled down Caleb’s spine. Dirty FBI agents? This case was much more involved than he’d initially thought.
“You guys better be careful as you investigate this,” Roman said. “And that includes you.”
He gave Caleb a pointed look, the concern in his voice undercut with a note of command. Caleb’s balls tightened in response. “Yes, Sir.”
“You don’t need to call me Sir.”
“What if I want to?”
“Jesus, the pheromones in here would make a monk horny.” Ryan stood. “Let’s go, baby boy. I doubt Mr. District Attorney here would appreciate me fucking you in public.”
With a hearty slap on Alex’s ass, he walked out, Alex following him like an obedient puppy.
Roman rose from the couch, the subtle play of muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt hinting at a strength that went beyond the courtroom. Caleb swallowed hard.
The air between them felt charged, crackling with the unspoken. Roman’s gaze flickered over Caleb, a dark sweep that left a trail of heat in its wake. He was acutely aware of Roman’s proximity, his pulse ticking up a notch. Why was he so attracted to this man? What was it about Roman that drew Caleb in?
He wanted to reach out to him, to bridge the gap and take the first step, but this wasn’t just about comfort. It was about control, and in that silent dance, Caleb was the one who yielded. Roman had to make a move now. Would he want to use Caleb again? Maybe take some of that frustration out on his ass? Caleb would so volunteer for that.
The silence stretched and stretched. Finally, Caleb sighed. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll take a look at your car and see what data I can pull from it.”
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure. If I don’t see you again tonight, sleep well.”
“Good night, Caleb,” Roman murmured, but the words felt like anything but a dismissal. They were a question, a challenge, lingering long after Roman had walked away, leaving Caleb on a cliffhanger of desire that promised no easy resolution. What could he do to make Roman want him again?
7
Roman rounded the hallway corner, then stopped and leaned against the wall for support. Walking away from Caleb had been so hard. He’d wanted nothing more than to use him again, to order him to his knees and shove his cock into that hot, willing mouth. Jesus, the visual alone was enough to make his cock hard as iron. When had he turned into this horny monster?
It had to be because he hadn’t been with a man for so long. As much as he loved sex with women, fucking a man offered a different thrill. He could go harder, rougher, let go of himself without fearing he’d break his partner. Not that he considered women fragile, but physically, they were often much more vulnerable. That was also part of their attraction. He loved that female softness and delicateness.
