Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
“That’s a long time to work with a woman. Seems odd that you would duck her calls afterward.”
“At the time I thought I was saving her from something. Well, I thought I was saving her from herself, I guess. I wasn’t good enough for her. It made sense to me. She’s a doctor. I barely got an education. I didn’t see what I could give her.”
“You gave her working sperm.”
Brody had to chuckle at that. Proof of what he brought to the table was currently sleeping against his chest. It was easy to put a hand on his son’s back and feel him breathing, feel how small and warm he was. “It’s odd how the world changes. One minute I was miserable and the next I looked down at him and I couldn’t be miserable anymore. I couldn’t think of all the reasons I’m not good enough. I can only think of how to be better. And how to murder my former best friend for not bothering to mention I was going to be a father.”
“Any chance he didn’t know?”
“Not at all.” Brody was certain of that. “He knew how much I cared about her. It’s why I sent him, and he was supposed to tell me if anything happened to her. I think having a baby qualifies as something happening.”
“So you hired him to watch over her?”
“Not exactly. I hired him to check in on her,” he explained. “I wanted to know if she needed anything.”
“But you weren’t willing to check in yourself?”
“Again, I was a bloody wanker and I’m paying for it now. She’s certain there’s no future for us. Looks like I convinced her.”
“Hey, I think that means you’re good at something,” Wade quipped. “You know if you were that good at ignoring her, you could be even better at chasing her down. I’ve found there’s very little in this old world that can’t be fixed with hard work. At least that’s what my dad always used to say.”
It was good to know someone was optimistic. “The good news is I’ve got a reason to stick around her.”
“And hey, you’re around her enough to make her scream, so there’s that.” Wade’s mobile chirped and he pulled it out of his pocket, staring down at the screen. “She in the lifestyle?”
“She’s certainly curious about it.” It was another thing in his favor.
“Then bring her by the play party tonight.” Wade typed something on the screen. “You can even bring the kiddo. They have nursery workers on play nights. You should totally come out. We’re doing a whole costume-fantasy theme. Make her forget everything for a while.”
“I thought we couldn’t come here because of the royals.” Having a few hours where she was under his command might do them both good. He had Master rights at Sanctum and she wasn’t a club member. She would likely be allowed in the club because of her relationship with Avery and Liam. But if she wanted a Dom patron, she would have to look to Brody.
Sex was how he could win her back. Sex and pure groveling, if it came to it. He could grovel. He could be the best fucking groveler in the world if it meant getting his girl back and keeping his family together. He was in the wrong here. It didn’t matter how it had started. He should have answered that call. He’d owed it to her.
“We couldn’t put you up here because the royals are taking up the rooms that work as bedrooms, but if everyone’s at the party, there’s no reason you shouldn’t come. Besides, then we don’t have to split our resources. We can have the whole team watching one building instead of two. I can talk to Remy about it, but I think we would all feel better protecting you at Sanctum.”
“I don’t want to bring the royals under any more danger than they already are.”
“Good, then don’t break up the team,” Wade insisted. “This will be the most secure place we can keep the two of you. I suspect the king and queen will hightail it out of here the minute Simon and Jesse figure out who the traitor in the palace is, and then Big Tag will want to move you two in here anyway.”
Brody held a hand up. Wade was right. “We’ll be here. I’m sure Serena’s got something Steph can use as a costume. Now, have you found where the bastard is? The last time I talked to him he said he was in a pub somewhere.”
He’d been partying. Steph had been on the run and Alfi had been living it up.
“Yeah, I got him,” Wade said. “I tracked him out of Guinea. He headed straight for Berlin. From there I lost him for a bit, but I picked him back up when he hopped a plane in Brussels for…wait for it…”