“Go take a bubble bath and relax, but get dressed in leggings and a T-shirt after. We need to talk about tonight.” She nibbles on her lip for a few seconds before nodding. I kiss her forehead before leaving to head to the lake house.
Walking in the front door, I’m met with three pairs of eyes, but I look at Leo. “Talk,” I demand.
Arden and Lane turn their attention to Leo. I don’t think about how Arden got here. He didn’t come through the front gate.
“Ever since Malachi said he saw Donovan, I’ve been keeping an eye out. I scout downtown all the time and that neighborhood he was always fond of. Of course, Connor made that hard for him when he started rebuilding down there, but there are still certain areas. Anyway, I was driving down there today, and I saw his black car. You know the Mercedes Benz. The man isn’t very stealthy; he always had a thing for that brand. You’d think if he didn’t want to get caught he’d change it up—”
“Leo!” His eyes snap up to mine.
“Sorry. Sorry. He didn’t meet with anyone, but…” The look he gives me makes a boulder drop into my gut. “He drove by her office building several times.”What the hell?
“It’s Saturday,” Arden says.
Leo rolls his eyes. “I know.”
I run my hand over my jaw. “Did he go by her house?” Leo shakes his head. I begin to pace as I think through everything. “He still owns the land in Louisiana, where he lived with Olivia and her mom, according to the county government office the last time I checked.” I look at Leo. “I need you to double check tomorrow. And check the property he had in Mississippi, the one he used to bring Olivia and her mom to, at the lake. I thought he sold that years ago, but maybe he didn’t.”
Looking between all three of them. “You are to never leave Olivia alone. Ever.” They all nod.
“She’s one of us, boss. We’d die for her,” Lane says. Some of the tension leaves my shoulders and I nod at them in appreciation.
“Thank you.”
It’s not enough, but it’s what I have for now. I walk back to the house with Leo. Betsy left him some food to eat.
“I’ll grab some real quick, then leave you two to your kinky shit,” he says.
I roll my eyes. “One day, Leo, I’m going to fire your ass.”
He throws his head back and laughs. “Love you too, boss.” He wraps his arms around my shoulders, but I shove him off.
Olivia must have heard us because she opens the back door and leans against the door in leggings and an oversized T-shirt.Fuck, she could wear a potato sack and still look sexy as hell.She steps back when we get to her.
Leo rubs the top of her head, and she scowls at him before pushing him away. “Awww, don’t be that way.” He goes to grab her to put her in a headlock, but I grab his wrist.
“Enough,” I warn him.
He holds his hands up in surrender and backs up. “My bad, boss.” Leo turns around and walks toward the kitchen.
I wrap my arm around her shoulders and close the door. “You took a quick bath,” I say as I run my nose along her forehead. She smells so good.
“Not really. I was in there for thirty minutes,” she says. I arch an eyebrow at her.
“You’ve taken longer baths with me.”
She turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “Well, we weren’t taking a bath together, were we?”
Olivia wiggles her eyebrows at me, and I smirk at her. Leaning down, I run my tongue over her bottom lip. When she gasps like I expect her to, I pull her close and kiss her long and hard. She took a bubble bath because I told her to, but she enjoys showers more.
I pull away with two small kisses, then grab her hand and pull her toward the kitchen. “Come on, tell me about your afternoon,” I say. She starts laughing again, and it intrigues meeven more. “Are you hungry? Or did you get enough to eat there?” She shakes her head.
“No, I’m still full.” I load my plate with the pasta Betsy made after Leo does. Leo sits at the kitchen island and I sit next to him. Though I want to tell Olivia to come sit down too, she’s started cleaning the small amount of mess that’s left over. She hates leaving a mess behind even if it isn’t hers, so I let her be.
“Come on, gorgeous. I want to know about your afternoon.”
She stops rubbing down the counter and grins at me. She looks from me to Leo, then leans in like she’s going to tell me a secret. “He had a BDSM party.”
I choke on my pasta. Leo starts coughing, so it sounds like he did too.
