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“If she surrendered me because she had no other choice, I don’t want to go to her angry. It sounds like she was forced to make that decision,” I say.

“I agree,” Hudson says. “We will just need the guys to make sure that we can talk to her without her sons around. She won’t open up if they are. No one would.”

“Are you guys going to be upset if I find her?” I ask my parents.

“No, honey. She is your family. If she cares about you as much as I think she does, I think it would be good for you to know where you came from,” Dad says.

“Did you guys ever have any issues with me potentially having heart problems?” I ask.

“No. Not at all,” mom says. “They told us, but it didn’t matter. We always made sure that you went for the yearly checks to make sure the arrhythmia never came back, but even if it did, we would’ve stuck by you.”

“You never had any issues, did you?” Hudson asks.

“No. My doctor has all my medical records. They said it wasn’t anything genetic, and it cleared up on its own. Since I was released, I’ve never had any issues. Everything has always come back perfect,” I say. “I was actually at the cardiologist a few weeks ago for the yearly EKG.”

“Well, let’s go home. We can locate her tomorrow,” Hudson says.

“Let’s hope they got their cruelty from their father, and not her,” I say.

Chapter Five

Colette

When we got homelast night, Hudson and I went straight to bed. When I woke up this morning, I was crying again. I don't remember my dreams, but Hudson tells me that I am having near violent nightmares. I feel bad because I am waking him up, but I don’t know what to do. I suggested me sleeping on the couch so he could sleep, but he was not keen on that idea.

“So, what’s the plan?” I ask.

“We had a few people put feelers out and she should be in town today. The guys can keep watch and you and I can go talk to her. It’s important that they are not around so she can speak as freely she wants,” Hudson says as he locks the front door.

“Sound easy enough,” I say.

“Yep. If anything goes wrong, whoever is closest to you will get you out of there,” Hudson says. “Don’t separate from us at all. No matter what. I don’t care what’s going on, but you do not go off by yourself.”

“I have no intention of any solo explorations,” I laugh. Hudson lifts me up into the truck as everyone else’s gets in with us. We are in Hudson’s massive SUV because it has a third row. When we pull past the gate, we make sure it closes before we drive onto the main road.

“I’m so tired,” I sigh.

“Yeah, you didn’t sleep very soundly,” Hudson says. “Lay your head down. It’s going to be a minute before we get to downtown.”

“You’re just trying to get some road head,” Dallas cackles.

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s happening,” Hudson laughs.

“Says who?” I ask with a frown.

“Baby, I don’t mean it disrespectfully. I just mean that I don’t think you are there. You have a lot of trauma around that,” he says before kissing the back of my hand.

“I have trauma with getting eaten out, but that’s literally the first thing you did. I think I’m the only one who gets to decide if something is triggering,” I say.

“That’s true, but I don’t see that happening right now. Not with that at least,” he says. He is being genuine and doesn’t think that I can, so I’m going to. I trust him and if I do it while he is driving, then I am in control. There’s no chance of him taking over. Eventually, I do want him to, but for the first time I want to be the one to control things.

“I love how you are so confident that you know what I’m thinking,” I say simply.

“I love that you are trying to be so confident when I am the one that helps you at night when you scream in your sleep,” he says bluntly. I narrow my eyes at him and the guys in the backseat chuckle. I move a little closer and maintain staring at him as I unhook his belt. “Colette.”

“Are you saying no?” I ask.

“To you sucking my dick while I drive? Absolutely not,” he laughs.

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