Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
“No,” they both said at the same time.
Then Salem ran his hand over his face. “Alexei. Give her to me. Please.”
Whoa.
He’d just said please? That didn’t happen often.
Alexei grumbled to himself and she patted his chest. “I love that you want to protect me, but you know you never have to protect me from Salem.”
Alexei glared at her, then Salem. “Fine. But then I want her back.”
Salem nodded. “Thank you.” He plucked her out of Alexei’s arms and grabbed a blanket off the end of the bed. It was the one from his office. He must have brought it when he carried her up here.
Why couldn’t she remember that?
Then he sat with her on the rocking chair, wrapping the blanket lightly around her. She let out a sigh of relief when he didn’t wrap her up too tightly.
She should have known that Salem wouldn’t do that. He was always careful not to push her limits too much. Alexei left as Salem started to rock her.
Tamsyn felt herself relaxing bit by bit into his arms.
“That’s it. Good girl. I’m sorry I had to leave you in here. I had the monitor with me so I could keep an eye on you.”
Part of her felt weird about that.
But a bigger part of her liked that he had still been watching over her even though he couldn’t be in here.
“We had something at work come up that needed my attention, but I was always coming back to look after you. I just wasn’t aware that Alexei had taken the monitor from me. That’s how he got in here before me.”
He sounded so disgruntled that she had to smile.
“How are you feeling? Upset? Out of sorts? Settled?”
Tamsyn took a moment to gauge her feelings. “I was out of sorts, now I’m feeling more settled.”
“Good. That’s what I want to hear.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Just take your time.”
After a few deep breaths to settle herself again, she attempted to get off his lap, but he held her against him.
“Were you given permission to move?” he said in a low voice.
She froze.
Oops.
“I thought you needed to get back to work.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Not for you to worry about. If I need to be at work, that’s where I’ll be. Right now, all I need is to be with you.”
Wow.
Just when she thought these men couldn’t possibly get more amazing, they proved her wrong.
42
Where was she?
Roman went searching through the house. His rumbling stomach had alerted him to the fact that it was lunchtime and he needed to make his girl something to eat.
She didn’t always remember to eat.
Not that he was one to talk. But he was trying to do better in order to help her.
Also, it sometimes felt like she was always taking care of him when he wanted to look after her.
He walked toward her bedroom, not that she slept in it much and never alone.
Alexei struggled not to be with her at any time, but especially at night. So he was usually sleeping with her. Unless she was in with Salem.
And then he would sneak in. Salem hadn’t been too impressed with that to begin with, but they seemed to have some sort of agreement.
After knocking, Roman pushed her door open to check inside. Not in there. He checked Alexei and Salem’s bedrooms just in case.
Hmm.
Nope.
Where was she?
He was starting to think that Alexei’s suggestion that they put a tracker on her wasn’t such a crazy one.
He wasn’t sure what that said about him, though. Since when did he start thinking that Alexei had sane ideas?
Maybe she was in the playroom. Roman walked in and looked around.
This was really coming together.
He was ashamed to say that he had been avoiding coming in here after the other day. He wasn’t sure why, exactly. It wasn’t like anyone expected anything of him.
He guessed it was due to his own feelings.
There was a part of him that wanted to be involved. That wanted to sit and play with her. To help dress her.
To support her Little.
Yet he still couldn’t help but feel like he’d make a terrible Daddy Dom.
You’ve probably got more of a Little side.
But he didn’t. Could he be him and a Daddy Dom? Surely he didn’t have to want to punish her or go to a club or act a certain way.
Sometimes, when they were reading their books, he’d try to imagine taking her over his knee and spanking her.
He wasn’t sure that he would like it.
If she needed it, though, he might just do it.
He moved through the room, taking it all in properly. The other day he’d only really seen her.
The room was filled with antique furniture. Although not all of it could be antique. Surely, they didn’t make a changing unit that large two hundred years ago.