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“Yeah, yeah. They’ll just be sad they aren’t the favorite funkle. Isn’t that right, Gracie? High-five.”

She giggles as she slaps his palm, and I know that look. She’s got Dalton wrapped around her little finger already.

“Have they met her yet?”

“Bro, Gracie is everyone’s favorite person.”

I look to Helena, who confirms that my little nugget has been charming everyone in my absence.

“Understandable.”

I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy as I am at this moment. I have my three favorite people in the world here with me.My family.I’ve never felt more alive.

Chapter 29

HELENA

“You’re not ready to go back to Venom.” Flex has been raring to go since the moment they let him out of the hospital. His leg is still healing, and every time I see his scar, I’m reminded of the sacrifice he made to save me.

We haven’t talked about it much, choosing to focus on all the positives in our lives. I’ve been talking to Genevieve when I need to process. She’s a very successful psychologist, so it’s been good to chat through stuff without burdening Flex. He had to live and die through it. Me bringing up my damage isn’t going to help anything.

“Wrong. Pierce signed off on my dick days ago.”

“What does Pierce have to do with your dick? You know he’s a brain surgeon, right?”

“Exactly. He knows about my other brain.” He always makes me laugh when I’m trying to be serious.

“Very funny. I don’t want to damage your leg and set your recovery back.”

“I want you to ride my dick, not my leg. I’ll settle for you riding my face if you’re that worried,” he says with a wicked grin.

“I’m not getting off and leaving you hanging.”

“I won’t be hanging, pet. I’m standing very much to attention.”

“Not what I meant.” He wraps his arms around my waist.

“Come on. This is torture. You can’t be walking around looking hot as fuck and expect me not to make you scream my name like a good little sub.”

Damn, he’s making it difficult for me to hold out. I’ve been losing my mind the past few weeks since he got home. When a guy literally takes a bullet for you, it’s hard not to climb him like a tree, especially when my tree is gorgeous, and I miss his dick so much it aches.

How do I tell him I’m scared? I almost lost him, and even though I can see him recovering and getting stronger every day, I have this paralyzing fear that I’m going to hurt him.

“No. The doctor at the hospital said four weeks. It’s only been two.”

“Pierce trumps that guy. He was a great surgeon, but I doubt he’d know what to do with a naked woman. Pierce understands the sex drive of a Dom. He said I’m good to go.”

“I have to go run some errands. We can talk about it when I get home. Are you sure you’re okay to hang with Gracie?”

“I’m a tad slow for breaking the one-hundred-meter sprint world record, but I can keep up with my little bear. Go, run your errands.” I can see that he’s frustrated, and so am I, but I need to talk. I texted Viv, and she said I could meet her at Venom in an hour, so I decided to swing by the office before going to meet her.

While I’m gathering some paperwork, Dalton appears at my side. “Aren’t you supposed to be on leave?”

“Technically, but I have a project I want to work on, and I’m going stir crazy. I am used to being on the go twenty-four-seven.”

“Flex getting on your last nerve?” he says with a knowing look in his eye.

“No. He’s really not. It’s just that he… never mind. Let’s avoid a TMI moment.”

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