Page 71 of Fatal Vision
The last thing he wanted to picture was Ingram and Shelby together. Here. In her bed, where she lay smiling at him.
Ourbed.
Colton clamped down on the image and the fire burning in his gut. “Is it possible you’ve forgotten?”
The smile slid from her face. It was brief, but he saw the flicker of doubt. “I would never sleep with Theo.”
His ego relaxed a tad. He pushed off the door and scooted Salisbury over so he could crawl in next to Shelby.
She curled into him and he wrapped an arm around her. “So you’re reading people now?” she teased.
He kissed her head through her hair. “I picked up on a few things, living with you.”
She ran her fingers over his ribs, yawning again. “We never did get any of that cake.”
“After your nap, we’ll look at the file and eat cake. I need to refuel and so do you.”
Her breathing was already deepening. “Promise?”
“Yes, ma’am.” He rubbed her shoulder with one thumb, thinking of all the ways he was going to eat cake off her. “I most certainly do.”
