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His brows knit together. “Is everything okay?” He glanced at Zoey before turning to Belle.

Belle offered Zoey another cucumber as worry clenched her gut.

“I have everything under control, Bent. I just need you to do this and not ask me any questions, okay? I’ll owe you one,” Jasmine’s voice said through the speaker.

“Okay. Fine. Anything you need,” Bently said.

“Thank you. I’ll call before bed to say good night to her.”

“Sounds good.” Bently ended the call. “Guess what, princess? You get to spend the night with us tonight. Would you like to have a sleepover with Aunt Belle and me?” Bently asked.

“Yay!”

“Why don’t you go pick out a movie to watch until dinner is ready.” Bently nodded towards the living room.

“Otay!” Zoey shoved another cucumber in her mouth before she ran out of the room.

“Is she okay?” Belle asked.

Bently rubbed a hand through his dark hair. “Something’s up, but you know Jaz.”

Belle chuckled. Getting information out of Jasmine was an impossible feat—she was worse than her brother.

Bently shrugged. “She said she was going to handle it. Whatever that means.”

Belle got up and wrapped her arms around him. “It will all work out. Maybe it’s a good thing.”

“I want to watch Elsa!” Zoey came in holding the remote.

Bently kissed Belle’s forehead before he walked away to help his niece. “Alright, the ice princess it is.”

“Do your reindeer voice, Uncle Bently,” Zoey pleaded.

Belle bit back a smile as the man she loved made a complete adorable fool out of himself, all to make a little girl laugh.

***

Later that night, after Zoey was sound asleep in one of the five bedrooms of the house, Belle turned the baby monitor on and slipped into bed next to Bently. He frowned at his phone and then set it on the small table.

“What’s wrong?” Belle asked.

“The lead on Charli’s attacker was a dead end. And we still have no hard evidence to connect Carelli to Canoby’s drug dealers.” He rubbed a hand over his face.

She rested her palm on his chest. “You’ll find him.”

“I hope so.” He pulled her against his naked chest and she kissed his smooth skin.

“The princess is asleep?” he asked.

“She is. It only took four stories and two songs this time.”

He chuckled and traced her shoulder with his fingers, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She looked up at him as his gaze shifted towards the ceiling.

“Are you worried about your sister?”

He sighed and turned towards her. “Actually, I was thinking about all the empty rooms in the house.”

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