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I was carrying my basket of goodies on my other side, away from him. Even though it was covered, I felt like he’d be able to see the multitude of sex toys. “Thank you for saving Vera.”

He grunted. “It wasn’t easy. Your sister has a death wish. She was taunting the man who wanted to kill her.”

I was so shocked that my feet stuttered and I tripped. Flying towards the ground, I braced for impact but ended up locked against Henry’s chest instead. Pinned to him, I looked up, ready to thank him, but he was staring at the ground behind me, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Big evening ahead?” His deep voice wavered like he was trying to hold back a laugh.

I glanced back and my entire body went up in flames. I frantically shoved myself out of his arms and went down too hard on my knees in my panic to scoop up all the sex toys and flavored lube. “This is officially the most embarrassing moment of my life.”

Henry bent down to help me and we both grabbed the two-foot-long dildo at the same time. I made a choking sound and yanked it away from him. His eyes practically danced with laughter. “Babe.”

I tried to cover my face with my hands but I was still holding the dildo and it smacked Henry across the face. He grunted and stumbled back a step. “Oh, my god. I’m sorry. Jesus. That is… I’m… Fuck.”

He straightened, hand over his eye, and sighed. “It’s fine.”

I stood up and leaned into his space. “Let me see it. I feel so horrible. I can’t believe I did that.”

He let me pull his hand away and when I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck to pull his face closer to mine, he let me do that, too. I studied his eye and chewed on my bottom lip. He was definitely going to have a black eye. His hands settled on my hips as I fussed and the warmth of them shocked me into the moment. We were close, closer than two strangers should’ve ever been. I was holding him to me, close enough that his breath fanned out against my throat with every exhale.

My panties grew damp when his fingers tightened. I searched his eyes, looking for my good sense in them, but all I found was a lot of heat staring back at me. Henry slowly licked his lips and I swayed into his body, a move he approved of, judging by the low groan and giant bulge pressing back at me.

I wanted to lose my hands in his hair. I wanted to tug it free and grip it hard. For an almost virgin, I sure knew exactly what I wanted right then and it was Henry, wild and untamed. I lodged one hand in his hair and went to add the second when I realized I was still holding the giant dildo.

I groaned and spun away from him, somehow even more embarrassed than I had been with all the toys on the ground. “I have to go. Thanks!”

I tucked the basket and the giant dildo against my chest and I sprinted away from Henry like I was a track star aiming for the Olympics.

CHAPTER 14

Henry

I sat at the front desk of the station and kicked my feet up. I was still in a state of arousal and shock after what’d happened with Nellie the night before. I’d wanted to chase her down and beg her to slip into the bushes with me. The bushes, the station, whatever. I’d just wanted her alone and looking at me like she had been.

“Yo! I’m fucking hungry!” Hammer shouted from his cell. We’d left the door to the back open so we could hear him but that didn’t mean I actually wanted to hear him.

“Should’ve thought about that before you rudely trashed the lunch I brought you.” Seth grumbled as he sank in the chair next to me. He glared at me with open hostility.

I’d mentioned the dildo scene to both him and Woodrow that morning over donuts and they were both pissed at me, though neither of them was willing to say why. It was obvious, though. I’d gotten my hands on Nellie.

“Stop glaring at me.” I didn’t actually care. I was floating on a high. I could still feel her tits pressed against my chest.

“Stop thinking about it. I can tell. You’re daydreaming about her.” Seth growled and smacked my boots off the desk. He was sure to keep his voice low to stop Hammer from overhearing.

“Where do you think she got a basket full of sex toys?” Woodrow leaned against the desk. “There’s no shop around here. Did someonegifther a basket of them? That’s weird, right? A boyfriend?”

I grimaced. “She was with Vera when I found her.”

“You think Vera gave her sister a basket of sex toys?”

Seth held up his hands. “Let’s stop saying sex toys.”

Right on time, too, since the woman’s big brothers chose that moment to walk into the station. Mills led the way but Tate and West were behind him, looking just as cranky as their brother.It said a lot that I, with my resting asshole face, thought they looked broody.

We all acknowledged each other and then Mills pulled one of the lobby chairs over so he could sit facing us. West and Tate remained standing behind him, both of their bodies tense.

I raised my eyebrows at them. “What can we do for you?”

Mills shifted in his chair, looking uncomfortable for the first time since I’d met the man. “We need a favor.”

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