Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
This feeling empathy and emotion stuff was making it hard for him to stay disengaged to do his job.
But he’d ended up purchasing this girl, because she belonged to Sav. Those guys owed him another big favor. At this rate, they were never getting out of his debt.
He really was a miracle worker.
“Sunny never told me she knew an assassin.”
“My Sunny is circumspect,” he replied.
“Did you save me because of her?” she asked.
“Partly. And I knew it was the right thing to do. I’m trying to learn right from wrong. It’s not that easy for me. I used to take a job, kill someone, then go home to bed. Attempting to have morals is far more difficult than I had anticipated.”
“But you’re trying and that’s the main thing.” Reaching out, she patted his leg.
That was odd. He wasn’t sure how he felt about someone other than his Bunny or Pup touching him.
He probably shouldn’t have said something about his Pup’s Foxy Nerd T-shirt the other day when there had been others in the room with him.
But he’d just looked so damn adorable. Still, it was testing his Pup’s poker face. Luckily, he’d seemed genuinely shocked that the Fox had eyes on him.
Still, he should be more careful.
“You did good getting me out and kicking that guard in the face. He was a meanie. Only, there were other women there who went to bad people, not a good man like you.”
“I’m not that good.” He frowned. “I didn’t like that part either, but sometimes you can’t save everyone.” But he wanted to. And it was killing him not to help them all.
“I wish I could. If I had a gun, maybe I could do something to help them. Or myself.”
“Hmm, you should have a gun.” Perhaps his Bunny and Pup needed to learn how to shoot as well.
“I can’t have a gun. I don’t know how to use one. And I have young boys in my house.”
“What about a taser, then? You can probably get child-proof ones.”
“Good idea. You’re so wise. And smart.”
“I like you,” he replied. “I’m thinking I should keep you.” He didn’t mean it, of course. He wasn’t interested in her like that.
But he had to get his kicks somehow, and messing with the Iron Shadows men was a fun hobby of his.
“You can’t keep me, Foxy. I already have a man. And three boys.”
“Children. That’s not in my life plan.”
“What is?”
“Finding my own Little. Or Littles.” He’d already found them, of course. But he didn’t want anyone knowing that yet.
“Aww, that’s so sweet. When you do, can I come play with them?”
He gave her a sly look. “Sure. You tell that man of yours that’s what you want.” Yep, that was really going to mess with Sav.
“I will. Sav’s a great Daddy, he’ll give me anything I want if it makes me happy. So long as I’m safe. And I’m safe with you, aye, Foxy?”
“You certainly are. Tell me how you came to be in that auction, Livvy?”
“Ah, it’s a long story.”
“We have a long drive.”
“Okay.”
He sat back, thinking through everything she told him. Interesting. Seemed he had two more leads. Legend Jones. And the Devil’s Kingdom.
“Interesting,” he murmured.
“Does that help?”
“It certainly does. It gives me someone else to chase down. Why don’t you have a sleep now?” he suggested.
“I really want Sav.
“Don’t worry, you’ll see him soon.”
And Legend Jones would soon be meeting the Fox.
The Fox settled himself in his security room studying all the screens mounted on the wall in front of him. First, he checked on his Bunny. She was dancing around the kitchen, making herself a giant ice cream sundae. That was good. He’d learned that when she was happy, she liked to sing and dance.
But when she was stressed, she cleaned.
Brody was a big part of the reason her house was now slightly messy. And he was grateful to Brody for that. Satisfaction filled him as he remembered their encounter the other night. Running his hand up and down his Pup’s cock, listening to the small grunts he made as he came. The taste of him . . .
Fucking delicious.
His dick hardened, pressing against his pants.
He’d always been very good at controlling his arousal. At controlling everything. But since the two of them had come along . . . those things had flown out the window.
It should make him nervous, want to pull back.
Caring makes you vulnerable.
He breathed in then out. Soon, he’d have them in his den.
He was entwining his life with theirs, making it so they would come to rely on him entirely. Then they’d never want to leave or betray him.
It was simple really.
He’d make himself indispensable to them. Ensure that they were safe.
He winced as Autumn nearly smashed her hip into the kitchen island.
Also, he might need to babyproof the den.