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"I thought you liked me the way I am?"

My stomach tightened in knots preparing for what Jack wanted to change about me.What am I lacking?He'd leave me behind and I'd never have Jack in my arms again. Panic was an unfamiliar feeling. Even when Jack had snuck out, I hadn't panicked. I knew he'd done it and I spun the situation to my benefit, but there was no other way to describe the ant crawling up my skin feeling happening all over my body.

"Stop whatever has you looking at me like you're going to cut off my legs and arms so I'll never be able to run from you."

"That's a good idea."

"Daddy Cian!"

I shrugged. It was. I settled down and forced my body to relax. I wanted Jack alive or dead but since he was alive, I needed to know what I had to do to stay with him.

"First, let's be clear, I like your crazy even if it's terrifying." Jack ticked off each thing on his fingers. "Second I'm not going anywhere and even if I tried, you'd hunt me down, right?"

I sat up instantly and reached for Jack. "There is nowhere that I wouldn't be able to find you."

Jack's shoulders relaxed. "See and lastly the whole killing me thing not allowed but—" Jack cleared his throat and sat up straighter. His gaze darkened and I swore I was holding the boss and not the sweet slutty brat I'd claimed. "If I choose to go out it can only be at your hands. You never let anyone kill me, am I clear?"

"Yes." It was the only response I could give him. It was a demand and nothing else.

"Good till then, no killing me. I think it's selfish of you to keep my corpse to yourself. What about my other daddies?"

"I'd let Finn and Ronan visit."

Jack tapped his pouty lips. "Okay I think that's fair."

"What's fair?" Finn asked. He pushed back his shoulder-length auburn hair. His green eyes flickered between the two of us in his bed.

"You get to visit Jack's corpse, but he stays in my possession."

Finn opened his mouth and then shut it.

"Daddy Finn, nod your head."

"There's less in that head of yours than I thought," Finn said. He headed for the shower but before he disappeared, he glared our way. "Change the sheets and then get in the shower."

Jack groaned. "I didn't get to go back to sleep."

"Time to train, wee one."

"Outside?" Jack asked.

I shook my head as Finn shouted no.

"How much longer do I have to be stuck in here?" Jack groaned.

I kissed him. "Let's mess up the sheets even more."

Jack's frown flipped to a smile as he chuckled. "Daddy Cian you're going to get in trouble."

"Come on, be daddy's slutty boy and ride my dick."

I never wanted to let this go, whatever this feeling was that twisted and knotted in the middle of my chest. I wanted to hold on to it forever and in order to do so I knew I needed to keep Jack. He was the source of this magnificent feeling.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

JACK

I tuggedmy sweater over my head and lifted it to my nose. We’d been away from home for weeks, but Ronan had even packed the laundry sheets I loved. It still held that soft, fluffy, warm smell I loved. When I pulled the sweater down smiling, I felt eyes on me.

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