Pound.
“You’re fucking everything, Rena.”
Again.
“And you’re mine.”
Slam.
“My fucking wife,” he growls with a shuddering tremble, his breath cascading over the nape of my neck to shower me with tingles.
It’s as though he’s reminding himself, so in my heady state, I muster the strength to volley it with an added sentiment—one I want him to embody with all he is.
“Yours, Ty. Always yours. This is living.”
And his words and the friction, his breath and his passion—it all cocoons me in a deeper belonging than I’ve ever known. His belief in me is the salve to a lifetime of burns I didn’t realize I was nursing. Wounds ofnot enough.Never enough.
But tonight, I was. Tonight, I wasn’t impulsive or reckless or someone who needed to be handled.
So, right here, in the dark of night, beneath the canopy of stars, and the withering foliage, I become. Not just Ty’s. I become me. More. Enough. Theirs.
Blooming in the desert instead of blueberry fields and rain.
And as we float and fly and revel in our untethered ecstasy, he enwraps me in his warmth and whispers, “You make me want to live,” into my ear, which is probably the hardest and most profound statement Ty’s ever spoken.
And he said it to me.
We hustle back to the house afterward with only twenty-two minutes to spare. The guys waste no time, spreading the hard drives out and smashing them to bits with the meat tenderizer before throwing them into the fire—all while I change my pants.
Finally, Gage glares at us. “Where the fuck were you two?”
Ty declines to answer, sipping his Kraken and Coke with a silent gloat, but where’s the fun in that?
“He fucked me in a field on his motorcycle,” I say before taking a pull from my Modelo.
Liam cackles, Gage smacks Ty on the shoulder, and my husband? He shakes his head in embarrassment, but can’t hide his smile. He’s happy.
Proven further when he drags me into his lap, crooning a tribute to our theme song. “Today really was the greatest day I’ve ever known. Every day with you is.”
TY
Task Two:
Rena and Tytan. You may work as a team.
There is a twenty-four/seven operation in a warehouse at the address listed below that you are to demolish tonight between the hours of ten and one. No remnants should remain.
Security features at this location are top of the line. All employees have emergency buttons, which issue a response within seven minutes of being pressed, and the building itself has measures that will need to be thwarted, including alarms, heat sensors, and cameras.
Blueprints of the warehouse structure are included so that you may plan accordingly.
No investigation into the operation is permitted. Get in and get out.
As a reminder, this is primarily Rena’s trial. She should not be advised to take a passive role. Liam and Gage may only assist from afar or in an instance where either of you are made.
Address: 74169 Centennial Way
“What the fuck is this shit?” I hiss to Liam.
