Page 92 of Callahan

“I know you’re right.”

He chuckled in my ear. “And let’s be real; besides your breast milk, I guarantee Teresa and Hugh have bought everything he’ll need to stay at their house.”

That made me laugh out loud, and I stepped back to lean against the kitchen counter.

“I’m sure. I guess I’m just nervous about letting him leave.”

“Perfectly understandable. But Teresa and Hugh love Conor and will take good care of him. I’d even trust Granny. There’s no way she’d let anything happen to her great-grandson. Except maybe let him ‘accidentally’ fall into the baptismal font.”

He used finger quotes around “accidentally”.

“I try to tell myself she wouldn’t do that, since he’s getting baptized in the fall, and I know the O’Briens are going to make it a big deal. Granny wouldn’t want to miss out on the party. But I wouldn’t put it past her to do it on the sly. A little insurance for his soul in case I change my mind. Fortunately, I trust Teresa and Hugh when they said they wouldn’t let him out of their sight.”

He stepped forward and put his hand on my hip.

“What are you going to do with your free time this afternoon?”

I put my index finger to my lip, like I was contemplating.

“Hmm… I could do some laundry. Or even clean the bathroom. Maybe sweep the floors—”

“Or,” he interrupted. “You could ride my cock.”

“I mean, I guess that’s an option, too. But it’d have to be quick, and we’d have to be quiet.”

“I can do quick and quiet, princess. Can you?”

I skimmed my hand down his crotch and grinned.

“I guess we’ll find out.”

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Adam

I glanced at my watch as Angus walked me around the station after I’d completed all my new-hire paperwork.

“Great news! While you were working with Mallory filling out your insurance forms, I heard back from the final person I was waiting to hear from on your background check. You are good to start work.”

“How about Tuesday?”

Chief O’Shaughnessy cocked his head. “Tuesday?” Then a slow smile formed on his face. “Right, the bakery is closed on Monday, so Lainey’s off.”

“Oh, that’s not why. I need to get to the bank and maybe meet with a realtor about finding a place to rent.”

Angus didn’t look convinced, but he let it go.

“Let’s get you over to Maisy’s and get your uniforms bought, so she can get started on any alterations you need.”

Aw, crap.

I fired off a text to Lainey.

Me: It’s taking longer at the police station than I was expecting. I’m not going to be back in time to help you with laundry.

She responded right away.

Lainey: That’s okay. I can always do laundry by myself.

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