It was an immense relief when I heard the front gate open and their car pull into the driveway late that afternoon. I ran outside and saw that all three of them were in the car. Kaylee followed, just as excited as I was, but for a totally different reason.
“You had me worried,” I said when Archer got out of the car. “I thought…” I trailed off as Jordy gingerly slid out of the back seat. He was limping and wincing with pain.
“There was a situation,” Archer repeated.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
Jordy winced. “No.”
“We were teaching the guys how to use the new MANPADS,” Harrison said with a laugh. “Rookie named Vlad wasn’t holding it tight enough. Recoil sent the whole MANPAD flying backwards into Jordy. Caught him right in the di—” He cut off when he noticed Kaylee. “Caught him in the beans.”
“BEANS!” Kaylee squealed, tackling Jordy with a hug. The big man let out a groan that was at least two octaves higher than normal.
“Let’s give daddy Jordy some space, dearie,” Archer said, leading their daughter away.
We went inside and I retrieved an ice pack for Jordy. He shoved it down his pants and settled in on the couch. “I’m so sorry!” I told him while the others were in the kitchen. “Does it hurt?”
“I know childbirth is supposed to be bad, but I think this gives it a run for its money.” Jordy winced. “I’m just joking. Not trying to be insensitive. I know childbirth is worse. But right now, it doesn’t feel like it.”
“I know, it’s okay,” I said, gently stroking his hair away from his eyes. “Poor baby. Can I get you anything?”
He gazed up at me helplessly. “Do we have any ice cream left?”
“To eat, or to put on your junk?” I asked.
“Yes,” he replied.
“You’ll spoil your dinner,” Archer answered. “We’re going into the city to eat. One last meal before we fly out. Assuming you can walk.”
“I’ll try.” Jordy stood, and groaned. “Haven’t been this hurt since Prague…”
Archer grimaced. “Don’t need to bring that up.”
Prague, I wondered.What happened there? And why are they so secretive about it?
“I’m sad you’re injured,” I told Jordy. “I was excited about all the fun we were going to have tonight.”
Archer smirked. “His mouth still works.”
“Oh! That’s a good point.” I stroked my chin. “I wonder what you can do with your mouth?”
Jordy winced in pain. “Anything thatexcitesme will hurt like hell. And using my mouth on you will definitely excite me.”
“Aww, too bad,” I said.
Jordy pointed back and forth between us. “That doesn’t mean you two can’t have your own fun.”
I blinked. “Really?”
“Sure, if you’re fine dropping down to one-on-one sex,” he replied. “It’s probably boring as hell after the two of us going to town on you each night.”
“Are you sure?” Archer asked.
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I assumed you might get jealous,” I offered.
Jordy adjusted the icepack in his pants and sighed. “Not the possessive type. Besides, it’s not like you’re off with some random asshole. It’s Archer.”