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“Who cares? Everyone already knows so just stay.”
She shakes her head. “Not everyone knows. You ready to tell my brother about us?”
“Are you?” I ask, arching a brow and she shrugs.
“Look, he won’t like it but he’ll just have to get over it. I’m tired of sneaking around like we’re doing something wrong.”
I nod, toying with the idea. “I agree… but then again, I like my body in one piece.”
“Oh, stop it.” She laughs as she sits on the edge of the bed. “Lincoln is just a big teddy bear.”
“Only if a teddy bear could rip you apart with his bare fucking hands and has an inclination to do just that,” I shoot back, my eyes widening as she laughs again.
“You’re being ridiculous.”
I shake my head. “I’m not and I can promise you that if we tell Kodiak about us, he will probably rip off your favorite part of my body.”
“I think you’re thinking of your favorite part.”
“All right, woman,” I growl, grabbing her and pinning her to the mattress as I climb over her. “Do you need a reminder?”
She arches a brow in challenge. “Of what?”
“Of how much you love it, too,” I answer, thrusting into her and her breath catches in her throat, her eyes fluttering closed for a second before she opens them again. Downstairs, a door slams and I sigh as I turn toward the door.
“Told ya.”
“Fine,” I grumble, kissing her again before flopping down onto the bed next to her with all of the pent-up sexual frustration I feel. “But come find me later so we can continue this.”
Climbing out of the bed, she shakes her head. “So bossy.”
“Sweetheart, if you meant that to be a bad thing, you have to get that “fuck me” look out of your eyes first,” I tell her and she rolls her eyes, fighting back a smile as she backs away toward the door. “I’m serious about later, by the way.”
She shrugs. “We’ll see.”
“Don’t tease me, Princess.”
“Why not?” she asks as she opens the door and stops to pin me to the bed with a look full of defiance. “What are you going to do about it?”
She winks and walks out before I can say anything else and I stare at the door, the thought of going after her consuming me. I jump up to do just that, grabbing my jeans off the floor and slipping them on before I walk to the door, yanking it open. Piper blinks up at me from the other side, her hand raised like she was just about to knock and I arch a brow.
“Something I can do for you, darlin’?”
She nods. “Yeah, I need your help with something. If you have time…”
“Sure,” I answer, my gaze flicking over her shoulder to where Rowan stands at the other end of the hallway, smirking at me. I shoot her a look that lets her know it’s fucking on as soon as I wrap up whatever this is and she shrugs before starting down the stairs. Stepping aside, I let Piper into my room and leave the door open as I go over to my desk and sink into my chair, pointing the other one for her. She sits down and takes a deep breath, wringing her hands together in her lap. “You doing okay this morning?”
“Um… I don’t know…”
I nod because I’m sure her head is just as scrabbled as mine. “I get that. What is it that you need from me?”
“Well,” she answers, taking a deep breath before looking up at me. “I’m not even really sure that I want to know the answer to this but it’s been bugging me for days so I just thought…”
“Okay, what is it?”
“My therapist, Dr. Brewer, made a comment to me that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about… it was about Lillian,” she whispers and I lean back in my chair, scowling as I watch her. Lillian was a friend of hers who thought they could be more but I have no clue where she could be going with this. “She said that shortly before everything went down, Lillian had met someone who was encouraging her to go after what she wanted. At the time, Dr. Brewer didn’t know what they meant but in light of everything that has been going on… do you think it’s possible that this person she met was Warren?”
Her question suck punches me and the events of last night come flooding back into my mind as I blow out a breath and shake my head.
