Page 14 of Spook’s Honor

She gives me a small nod, blue eyes wide and focused on me.

“I’m possessive, baby. I’ll want to know where you are, who you’re with, what you’re doing. I know too well the dangers of this world. I’ll be so far up your ass, you’ll barely have time to breathe. I’m giving you this one chance. A week to make sure this is what you want.”

I hesitate, but nothing reflected on her face shows even a hint of worry about all I’ve laid out, so I push my warning one more time.

“Because know this, baby, once I make you mine, there’s no going back. You understand?”

“Yes,” Honor nods.

She has questions I can read her clear as day. She doesn’t hide anything.

“Ask me,” I growl.

She smiles up at me, not in the least bit put out by my growl.

“The boys... their mother. Is she going to have a problem with me being in their lives? I don’t want to cause trouble.”

Fuck me, she’s too sweet.

“No, baby, she won’t be a problem,” I reassure her.

Lowering my head, I kiss her again, soft and sweet, before I give her an answer. “She gave up custody. The boys are mine. Her career is the most important thing in her life. I’m just happy she gave me the boys and didn’t get rid of them or put them up for adoption.”

Her eyes narrow and her lips tighten. I already know the type of woman she is. She wouldn’t have abandoned her babies. Not for anything in the world, not if she had a choice.

“Okay,” she agrees. “But I’m going to be your temporary nanny this week and spend time with the boys. I’ll give you your week, but I won’t make it easy for you to keep your hands off me.”

I throw my head back and laugh. My gaze catches amused, blue eyes, gone soft as she watches me.

Resting my forehead against hers, I let out a quiet chuckle. “I’m betting on it, baby. I’m going to enjoy you changing my mind.”

My thumb brushes her cheek. “And yes, you can be my temporary nanny until you’re mine officially.”

“Good.” She grins. “Now kiss me, then we can get my van and the boys, so I can settle in.”

What’s a man to do? I kiss her as ordered.

I’m so fucked, and Maverick knew it.

Fuckweed that he is.

CHAPTER 5

HONOR

The man was testing my patience. He touched me at every opportunity; we’d had several hot kisses, but that’s as far as it went. No action below the mouth other than he’d glide his hands up my neck and cup my face. I’m not sure if he knew what that did to me. It made me feel safe, wanted, loved. Gentleness mixed with firmness. God, the man was dangerous to my self-control.

Sadly, he was staying true to his word, and he was giving me a week. It was both frustrating and admirable. I’d had more use out of my vibrator in the last week than I had in the whole year prior. And if I came with his name on my lips, that was for me to know.

In that week, I’d spent time with Angel and Axle, and got to know them better.

They were lovely and genuinely good people. My romantic heart ached for them, and all the wasted years they’d endured before they found each other again. They were thrilled that I’d had a happy childhood, and at how much my parents had doted and spoiled me. It was a miracle that I hadn’t turned out to be a spoiled brat. I found one of the many photo albums my mom had made of me, and I showed them a glimpse of my life. It was both bittersweet and freeing. For all three of us.

If anything, it made us closer, and while they’d never replace my parents, and they had made that clear from that start. There was no denying that we were growing closer, and it made my heart happy.

I know my parents would have had no problem with it. One of their greatest worries was leaving me all alone. They’d been much older when they’d adopted me and had known that the likelihood of them being around was slim. They’d made every year I’d had with them count. And for that I’d be forever grateful.

When Angel had to work, I went with her and visited the garden centre, and to say I was impressed was an understatement. It was gorgeous and busy. So busy.