Page 78 of Never Again

Without a word, he picked Casey up, earning a disgruntled grumble from the small woman who didn’t stop typing as he sat down in the chair and settled her on his lap. “I know where she’s not,” Casey said, shifting to get comfortable on his lap as he wrapped his arm around her and shifted them closer to the desk.

“Where?” Nathan asked, watching her work.

“She’s definitely not in the building,” Casey said as she continued to do whatever it was that she was doing.

“Nathan, what’s going on?” Jess asked, shifting her attention from the small woman on his lap to the computer.

“It’s a long story,” Nathan said with a heavy sigh as he found himself absently caressing Casey’s stomach, needing the comforting action to stop him from losing his fucking mind.

This had to work.

“I bet,” Jess said as she pointed to the screen. “There are two IP hits now.”

“Smart,” was all Casey had to say as she worked while Nathan sat there, regretting all of those times that he ignored his sister when she rambled on about all of this shit.

“And now, there’s a third,” Casey said, sighing heavily as she somehow managed to type faster.

“What are you doing?” Nathan asked, slowly exhaling as he struggled not to lose his fucking mind.

“Making sure that the only file they’re getting is the one that I gave them,” Casey said, clicking away, and Christ, was she fast, Nathan thought as he watched her work.

“What file?” Jess asked as she grabbed a chair and dragged it closer.

“The one that’s going to tell me everything that I need later,” Casey mumbled.

“What does that mean?” Nathan asked, watching as “Massachusetts” suddenly appeared by the first IP address, making his stomach turn. A few seconds later, “Chesterville” joined it.

“Isn’t that where Quinn took Bailey?” Jess asked as Nathan watched “Thorne, Georgia” appear near the second IP address.

“Yes, it is,” Nathan said as he watched “Emerald Bay, Florida” appear by the third IP address and-

Oh, fuck…

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Emerald Bay, Florida

“Why areyou being so mean to me?” Bailey asked, unable to help but pout as she watched the large man who clearly didn’t understand her needs as he took another sip from the Coke that had been left outside their door as promised.

“Because you’re a pain in the ass,” Quinn said with a heartfelt sigh as though the knowledge somehow pained him as he placed the Coke back on the nightstand and reached for her.

“That was my Coke,” Bailey mumbled sadly as she allowed herself to be pulled onto his lap.

“Which you got for an interrogation that I still have questions about,” Quinn murmured absently as he placed his hands on her jean-clad hips while she took in the incredibly handsome man that she couldn’t seem to get enough of.

Last night…

She honestly had no idea how to describe just how good it felt to be in his arms. The way that he’d held her, touched her, and the way that he’d looked into her eyes as he moved over her, his gaze softening as he’d leaned down and took her mouth in a tender kiss. He’d swallowed her moans, groaned her name when she screamed his and held her like she was the most important thing in the world to him while she’d struggled to catch her breath and-

She never wanted to let him go.

“You know my asking price,” Bailey said with a firm nod as she shifted to get more comfortable on his lap.

“Do I?” Quinn murmured as he leaned in and kissed her cheek.

“I believe you do,” Bailey said with a heartfelt sigh as she began toying with one of the buttons on his shirt.

“Refresh my memory,” Quinn said, absently running his hands down her thighs as his gaze met hers.

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