Page 2 of Hunted: Season Two

I casually tuck one hand behind my head, wind the other protectively around her, and allow myself to close my own eyes for a minute.

She’s not the only one who hasn’t been sleeping.

And she damn sure isn’t the only one who’s been having nightmares, although mine are admittedly about trying to fix vehicles that are damaged beyond all repairs.

Pretty sure that shit is just a metaphor that I don’t need.

I’m not entirely sure how long I’ve been passed out when the sound of someone entering the room has my eyes flying open.

Nolan’s small, crooked grin over the sight of us snuggled lights up the space like a pair of high beams, a vision that instantly has me doing the same as I sexily purr, “Welcome home, Sir.”

“I like this welcome.” His arms fold firmly over his dress shirt at the same time the corners of his lips curl higher. “I’d like it even more if you were both naked…or if Rabbit were holding me an ice-cold beer.”

There’s no missing a beat from her.

She swiftly lifts the arm that’s coiled around me and flashes him her middle finger, proving yet again that our woman’s still in there.

She just needs a bit of a restoration job.

And the big mechanic in the sky knows I’m damn good at those.

“Evening to you too, Rabbit.”

The announcement of time has me tilting my head in confusion. “Fuck, really? It’s already that late?”

He slowly nods. “You needed the rest.” His gaze cuts to her next. “You both did.”

“Have you been gone this whole time?”

“Yeah.”

Jealousy does its best to blare too loudly from the backseat. “You and our attorney have dinner too, or did you happen to save at least one meal for the people you’reactuallyfucking?” His mouth twitches to bite back when Bunny unexpectedly pinches me in the ribs causing me to croak. “Ou!”

Nolan arrogantly chortles while our girlfriend props her chin up on my chest to give me a glare of disapproval.

“Why did you-”

The sardonic head tilt instantly provides the answer.

“But I-”

Her lifted eyebrows force me to back down.

Shift to reverse.

Relocate my stare to the man standing and sheepishly state, “Sorry.”

Nolan lightly laughs again prior to saying, “Thanks, Rabbit. That was actuallybetterthan you bringing me a beer.”

She shoots him a sassy wink and rests her head back on my chest to resume her cuddling position, an action that encourages me to pat the empty pillow beside us. “Get in bed.” His reluctance is painful to see yet easy for me to push past. “Get in bed with us,Sir.”

Heavy, hungry, low grumbles are followed by him toeing off his shoes and crawling into the stretch of bed behind Bunny. Once there, he drapes an arm over my arm that’s still woundaround her while I keep the other extended to lightly toy with the strands of his hair that I can reach.

His thumb gently stroking me inspires mine to lovingly brush Bunny and Bunny in turn to sweetly caress the spot she hurt only moments ago. For just a moment…for just a long…overdue moment…the three of us quietly lie in absolute peace.

The shit we used to have more often.

That I look forward to having full-time again as soon as possible.

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