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But when he began stroking his cock with his left hand, he then entered her with the fingers of his right. Amber could feel her body responding to what he was doing. The in and out motions matched what he was doing to his cock perfectly.

“Wrangler, please stop playing with me. Fuck me.” He laughed, a small, sexy laugh that had her wanting more of the man than just playing around with her.

Wrangler’s smile was pure sin. “So impatient. But so am I. Amber, look at me. I won’t take you hard if you say no. But I’m going to fuck you hard if you agree. And make you scream. I will never harm you, you know that, don’t you? Know that I’d never do anything to you, Wills, or our children should you wish to have any after this child.”

“I want your children growing in me, Wrangler. Take me and give it all to me.” She was prepared, or so she thought, for him to enter her. But she screamed when it felt like he was tearing her apart. In a wonderful way. “Yes, more.”

He fucked her hard. Harder than she’d ever in her life thought that she’d enjoy, and when he came, she could feel his seed entering her womb. She cried out just before sinking her teeth into his shoulder when he did the same to her.

Her body seemed to be turning inside out, and when she closed her eyes against all the colors that seemed to be surrounding her, she knew that, on some level, this was more than the first time they’d made love. This was powerful. Wonderfully powerful.

Waking up, she saw that Wrangler wasn’t in the bed beside her. Instead of getting up to look for him, not even sure that she could move, he came out of the bathroom and curled his chilled body against her. Not minding at all, she asked him if he was all right.

“Better than all right, I think. I feel like I’ve conquered the world and am about as happy about it as I am about anything in this world.” He put his hand on her flat tummy. “Our child grows here. I know you know that, but I can’t explain to you how happy that makes me. I can’t wait to see you heavy with our baby.”

She put her hand over his and curled her fingers around his. “I love you, Wrangler. With all that I am.” He told her that he loved her as well, and she closed her eyes before opening them again. “Is that your phone?”

“Yes, let me get it. It’s midnight or a little after. I don’t know who that could be.” After saying his name, he got up and walked into the bathroom. Whatever it was, he had closed the door on her, and it made her heart start to pound. Just as she was ready to get up and find out what was going on, he came back out and held the phone out to her.

“No. I don’t know what it is, but you tell me.” Wrangler told her that it was his brother and he left the jail after talking to William. “You tell me. Tell Jameson that I’m glad that he called, but I don’t want to know, not right now.”

After telling his brother that he was going to relay the news, he got into bed with her. She was crying by then and didn’t think that she’d sleep another wink without knowing what happened. Rolling over in his arms, she asked him if it was something to do with her parents.

“Your mother made bail somehow. Your father wasn’t happy about that, but he was told that she had a stash someplace, and that pissed him off. Apparently sometime when they arrived here in Ohio, they purchased a gun. When she made bail, she decided that she was going to get more money to get William out. We don’t know that, but that’s what the police are speculating. She tried to rob the local grocery store, and she was killed.” She curled around him and held him tightly, just knowing that there was more. “Your father has been told. He doesn’t believe it, Jameson told me but he is plotting away to get to you and Wills still. I don’t know what that would entail but that’s what he’s said to him.”

“He’s more than likely blaming us for her death, isn’t he?” Wrangler told her that he didn’t know that much but that was his first thought as well. “Now, what happens? I mean, he doesn’t get out, does he?”

“That would be up to the courts.” She asked him if there was more. “Yes. Lily, Sunny’s mom, went to see them earlier tonight—I guess that would be yesterday now. She told them that they’d have nothing but bad luck from now on. She feels just horrible and is fearful that you’re going to be mad at her. She’d like to speak with you and Wills tomorrow after arrangements have been made for Patsy’s funeral. Oh, Jameson told William that we’d take care of the funeral, and he told him that your mother was terrified of fire, that she couldn’t be cremated. We’ll still take care of the arrangements, but it’s doubtful that anyone other than a few people will go. I don’t know if your father will be released to go to the funeral or not. It’s doubtful, but I just don’t know.”

She didn’t say anything for a while, her mind working on what she’d just been told. Of course, she’d have to tell Wills that she was gone, not that she thought that he’d be any more moved by her death than she was. But she had been their mother, so there was some sorrow for the loss. But what to do with her father was something that she was fearful of.

Since being around what she considered normal people, she’d realized how dysfunctional her parents were. It did mean that they were too as their children but she didn’t think that either one of their parents could live without the other. They were so in love or whatever their version of what was going on with them that they never saw anything that was going on around them. Or it could have been that they just didn’t care. More than likely, the latter of the two.

Getting up when she knew that Wrangler was asleep she made her way down to the kitchen to have a cup of tea. She didn’t know what was in the little packets of herbs and flowers but it had a way of calming her that she’d never had before. Just as the kettle was beginning to hiss, she took it off the stove and poured the still-boiling water into her cup. Taking her first sip, she heard her brother coming down the stairs. She poured him a cup of the brew, too.

“What’s going on?” she told him everything that Wrangler had told her. Leaving nothing out so that he’d not be shocked or upset if something came out later that she’d not told him. “I remember her being afraid of fire. She didn’t like to even have campfires either. What happens now? I mean, to William?”

“I don’t know, not really. I don’t see him getting any bail gathered up. He’ll be more dangerous now that Patsy’s gone. I was thinking before coming down here that they never loved anyone like they did each other. I mean, I’m sure they didn’t love us.” Wills told her that was a good assessment because he never loved them either. “I’m not sure what I felt for the two of them when I was little. I know that even before you came along, they weren’t good parents. I went to school most days without any lunch, and I doubt they ever paid any fees for me. You either, for that matter.”

“I want to change the subject. Okay?” She nodded at him and watched him carefully as he sipped at his tea. “I’m going to take some of the survival classes that they offer at the pack school. Also, the sloth school is going to allow me to go there to learn some of their things, too. He, Mr. Mann, said that I could help the cubs blend in better when they’re around humans. The things that might make them stick out a little too much when with them.”

“That sounds like something you’d be good at. Blending in has kept us alive for a long time.” He nodded and got up to get him a bowl of cereal. “If you want, I’ll make us a big breakfast. You can even ask the others if they want to come. But I’ll need to know how many to cook for.”

“I’d really like that. Maybe Ms. Lily would like to join us. I bet she’s never had biscuits and sausage gravy like you make it.”

In the end all the family showed up to eat with them. Even Ms. Lily. When she pulled her and Wills aside, she could tell that she was nearly in tears for what happened and it was Wills that hugged her first.

“You didn’t do anything. They were on the way to getting caught, and I’m glad that at least oneof them is gone. Don’t feel bad for those terrible people. Please?” She nodded and told Wills that he was a good man. “Thank you. Without my sister and dad, Wrangler, I mean, I don’t know where I’d be right now.”

“You’d be just fine, young man. Just fine indeed.”

Chapter 8

Weston was just getting used to the phone ringing all the time when it finally stopped. So now that he had someone to answer it for him, he was able to concentrate on the things that were on the desk that the FBI had left for him to go over.

The woman that he’d hired was someone that he liked. Her name was Belinda Watson, a jag like he was, only she told him she was dark to his lighter colored one. Once she was vetted, all her paperwork coming back clean, but for a ticket that she had when she was sixteen, she’d been working out great.

Last week, the two of them had figured out Ms. Peashaw’s crazy filing system and had finally got it so that the two of them could find a file when they wanted it instead of trying to think like the older woman did before he’d fired her. As it was, the FBI had picked her up and had been questioning her for the last several days.

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