Page 12 of Adam's Fugitive

“No.” Fischer drives like a bat out of hell toward the center of town. “It seems there was some sort of mix-up. Your lead-foot missus got pulled over for doing forty-seven in a thirty-five zone.” I rub my lip, wondering why they arrested her for that infraction. “When the deputy ran her license and found a fugitive warrant out of Harris County, he arrested her on the spot. Dillon Armstrong tried to reach you, but your phone is off.”

What in the ever-loving fuck? “Why in the hell is there a warrant out for her?” I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. Sure enough, the fucker is dead. I forgot to charge it last night after Cora blew my mind with her talented lips.

“Evidently, the ADA didn’t like the deal his boss made with you and decided to refile the charges on Cora and Ophelia,” Fischer growls, causing me to slam my hand down on the dashboard while cussing a blue streak.

“If my girl is hurt or upset, that motherfucker had better run and hide because I’m going to murder him when I get my hands on him.”

“Don’t worry,” Fischer reassures me. “I’ll help you bury the body.”

Dillon Armstrong takes one look at my thunderous expression and waves us back. “Come on, I have Cora and Ophelia waiting in my office.” He motions me to the door at the end of the hall. “You take care of your woman while I try to keep Ophelia Crawford out of trouble.”

“Good luck with that, my friend.” I brush past Dillon and throw open his office door. “Baby doll, are you okay?” My heart settles slightly when I see Cora sitting safely in his office. Then she turns, and I notice her tear-stained, red, puffy eyes. I see red as the urge to kill some asshole roars through me. I drop to my knees on the floor in front of her and wrap my hands around her sweet face. “What’s wrong?”

“The dialysis center just fired me,” she wails. “They said two arrests within ninety days is grounds for termination.”

“Don’t worry, little love.” I hug her close and run my hands up and down her back. “I’ll take care of everything.” While she sniffles against my chest, I glance up and catch Fischer’s eye. “I’ll need your help.”

While Dillon handles the release paperwork, I pull Fischer aside and ask him to find out what he can do about the dialysis center. Those motherfuckers will regret making my little love cry.

Finn and Scarlett arrive a few minutes later, and we all head over to our house to check on the furballs and discuss the situation.

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On the ride to our home, I take Cora’s hand and bring it to my mouth. “Don’t worry. I’ll sue those fuckers if they don’t give you your job back.”

Cora sniffles a little before blurting out, “I don’t even care about the job.” I pull the SUV over to the side of the road to give her my full attention. “I figured I’d quit and stay home when we have kids.” I don’t understand why she’s so upset if she was going to quit anyway. “I’ve just never been fired.” She wails, and I blink several times at her all-over-the-place emotions. “Your baby is making me crazy.” Cora points down at her stomach, and I finally catch up with the conversation.

Holy shit. My baby doll is going to make me a daddy. That motherfucker in Houston had my pregnant woman fucking arrested. I hope Fischer can come through with the grave because I plan on killing him. Painfully.

“Okay.” My calm, cool side finally takes over. “First off, they fired you erroneously. That means, technically, you’ve never been fired.” I smile against her soft lips and then kiss them. “Second, you’re already carrying our child, so there is no way in hell I’d let you stand on your feet for ten hours a day.” So sue me. I’m a caveman when it comes to my woman. “And third, I’m going to make sure you get a big fucking apology from those assholes in Houston.”

“How are you going to make them apologize?” Cora takes a deep breath and smiles through her tears.

“Don’t you worry.” I brush a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear. “I have my ways. Now, call Scarlett and tell her we won’t be coming by, after all. We have some private celebrating to do at home.”

After I pull into the garage, Cora turns to me. “Can you take care of the dogs while I run up and freshen up? Jail cells are so nasty, and I feel grimy.” She leans over and kisses me, and I can’t tell her no.

“Take your time,” I tell her. “I’ll make sure the furry duo is fed and happy.”

“I’ll only be a few minutes.” Cora rushes to the bedroom while I look for the two furballs.

After taking care of Slinky and Yo-Yo, I glance at the clock and see it’s been fourteen minutes since Cora disappeared into the bathroom. My plans for the immediate future run through my mind as I make my way to the bedroom. As I approach the bedroom door, I begin tearing off my clothes and dropping everything in a pile in the hall.

I push the door open and see several candles lit around the room. My cock turns to stone when I see my stunning little baby doll stretched out across the white sheets, bare-ass naked. All the blood in my body races straight to my dick when she smiles. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Sorry to leave you waiting.” I reach down and stroke my hard erection as I prowl over to the bed.

“You can make it up to me.” Her eyes move hungrily over my hard cock as she bites her juicy bottom lip.

“I’ll do whatever it takes.” I lean over to run my tongue around her sweet belly button and watch goosebumps break out on her soft skin as I whisper to our child. I slide my hands between her spread legs and run my finger across her clit.

“That’s definitely a good start.” The vein in Cora’s neck pulses as I give the little bud a light pinch. My baby doll cries out and lifts her hips toward my finger. “Please,” she whimpers as I press a finger deep into her tight pussy.

A thought suddenly occurs to me. “Please tell me this won’t hurt the baby.” I have to know this is safe before we go any further.

“It’s perfectly safe up until the end of the pregnancy,” she reassures me, and I go back to fingering her sweet cunt.

Leaning over her luscious body, I gently bite one of her nipples while rubbing circles on her clit with my thumb. Her inner walls flutter around my fingers, and I slowly thrust my fingers through her orgasm. I smile against her soft skin. “Good to know since I plan to make love to you every day for the rest of our lives.”

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