Supervisory Special Agent Crenshaw waved as he walked out of the room. I was pretty sure Lany’s sugar craving was going to be fully satisfied come tomorrow.
“I’m going to head out, too,” Jerry stated. “If I don’t check my eyelids for pinholes pretty soon, I may go blind.”
“What’s going to happen to those guards at the prison?” I asked.
“They’ve already been arrested,” Jerry replied. “Fernandez gave us enough evidence to put them behind bars for a decade.”
Couldn’t happen to a nicer bunch of guys.
“Lyn and I are taking one of your guestrooms,” Clarke said as he pulled Lyn away from his laptop. “We’ll see you in a few hours.”
“Jenna will watch the kids so sleep as long as you want.”
One by one, the rest of my team of fellow SWAT members and my friends trailed out of the study. I knew some of them would be taking up guestrooms. Others would head home. As long as they were all safe, I didn’t care where they slept. I was just glad that today was over.
I lifted Lany up in my arms and then stood. I tossed the blanket back over the back of the couch and then walked out of the study.
Brant stepped out of the security room before I could reach the stairs. “I’d like to meet with you tomorrow to talk about increasing the security along the waterfront. Too many people were able to access the estate in the last two days without us knowing.”
“Write up a plan of what you want to do and then give it to me. I trust you to know what we need.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Night, Brant.”
“Goodnight, sir.”
“Make sure you get some rest, too. We need you to be on your toes.”
“I will, sir, goodnight.”
I turned and carried Lany up the stairs and then down the hallway to our master bedroom.
I was so ready for this day to be over.
Chapter Twenty
Lany
“We both need a shower,” I grumbled into Sal’s neck as he carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed, coming down on top of me. To say it had been a long day was ridiculous. It had been totally insane. I needed a clean body, and then maybe a dirty body, maybe another shower after that, and then some serious snuggle time.
“We both need something, caro, and I know just what it is.”
Sal curved his hand around the back of my neck. His other hand went to my back, and he pulled me flush against his body. He leaned down until his cheek was pressed to mine, his warm breath blowing out across my ear.
I swallowed hard.
"But I promise we’ll need a shower after I’m done with you."
I shivered when I heard Sal's whispered words and then felt the man's arms tighten around me. I soaked everything in with a deep hunger—the chiseled jaw, the warm copper-colored eyes, the chestnut-brown hair framing Sal's rugged face.
I licked my lips, my hunger riding me hard.
I leaned in and shoved my face into the curve of Sal's neck, inhaling deeply. I shuddered at the deep rich scent of cinnamon and whiskey that filled me. My cock hardened as the sweet, manly scent started weaving in and around me. I nuzzled my face against Sal's skin, rubbing the man's heady scent all over my face.
I would bathe in Sal's scent if I could.
I moaned and arched into the air when I felt Sal’s hands stroke down my back. It felt so good to be touched, caressed. It felt as though it had been forever.
