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The detectives walked ahead of Jamie as they headed for the door. Cameron walked out of the room first, but before Brooks stepped out of the room, he shot one last glance at Dean. Jamie paused, having noticed.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I waited until Jamie left the room before I too headed for the door. “Let’s call it a day, Daddy. I need to get the baby from Brody,” I shot over my shoulder.
Dean pushed off the wall and followed me.
“Will you come to dinner?” Stefan asked me.
“Yup,” I answered without thinking. As soon as Dean and I were in the hall, I grasped Dean’s arm and pulled him close. “I want you to track down Vincent and have him pull up everything he can find on Brooks. Tell him it’s just as important as finding Dylan and to be discreet about it.”
Dean nodded.
Jamie had just shut the front door as we stepped into the foyer. He turned and noticed me but locked his sights on Dean. I gave Dean’s arm a slight push to urge him to keep going without me. Jamie’s eyes followed Dean as he crossed the foyer and disappeared down a hall.
I moved toward the stairs. “I was going to go up to see Louie.”
Jamie’s attention flicked to me and all I saw was suspicion in the way he stared at me.
“Want to come with?” I asked as I began heading up.
He didn’t respond, but he followed me.
As we made our way toward the west side of the house, Jamie broke his silence. “Is there something I should know about Dean and the cop?”
I kept my body relaxed as we turned down the hall that led to Louie’s room. “I don’t know what you mean.”
My upper arm was grabbed and I was dragged into an unoccupied spare bedroom. I stumbled a little in my heels when Jamie released me to shut the door. Everything about his demeanor was serious, closed-off, and angry as he towered over me. If I’d been someone else, I might have been intimidated. However, I wasn’t someone else and I found his deadly mobster attitude kind of hot.
“You know something.” He sounded so certain, I knew I wouldn’t be able to convince him otherwise.
I spun on my heels toward the rest of the room and made my way over to the bed. As I walked, I unbuttoned my suit jacket. I pushed it open enough to reveal my see-through, black lace bralette underneath and took a seat on the foot of the bed. I leaned back a little on my hands, just enough for my chest to push out, revealing everything, and crossed my legs.
Like I knew they would, Jamie’s eyes dropped down to my breasts. I saw a flicker of heat spark in them before they narrowed and jumped up to meet mine.
“Have you been with anyone else since we’ve been apart?” I asked.
For a breath, he appeared taken aback by the question. By the next breath, anger had hardened his features. “Have you?”
I smirked. “Do my fingers count?”
Glaring, he came closer until he was standing before me. “Now who’s manipulating who?”
I leaned back on my elbows so I didn’t hurt my neck staring up at him, lifted a leg, and set a high-heeled foot on his lower stomach. I gave him the same smirk he had given me in the shower the day I’d returned home and asked, “Is it working?”
In that moment, I couldn’t tell if he wanted to strangle me or fuck me. The thought of him doing both at the same time warmed me from the inside out. My heart raced with the feeling and that stunned me a little.
“Do you even want to fuck me?” He grasped my ankle. His firm grip told me that he was struggling to contain himself.
“If I didn’t, I would have killed you instead.”
His hand at my ankle moved my foot to the outside of his hip before he began trailing that hand up the back of my calf until he reached the back of my knee. He leaned down, hiking my leg over his hip as he did, and he used his other hand to reach around my waist to the small of my back. I felt him grasp the gun I had hidden there. He took it and, without even sparing it a glance, he tossed it farther up on the bed.
A small smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. “Scared I might change my mind?”
He brought one knee onto the bed next to my hip as he grabbed the back of my neck. His grip was firm and kept me where he wanted me as he leaned closer until his mouth was inches from mine. “Getting shot by you once was enough.”
My smile dropped. “Don’t ever make me do it again.”
