“He told me to thank everyone for taking care of me,” I sigh.
“As he should. Cami, I know you didn’t get to watch me and your father together for very long. I might not be an Omega, but the way Smith treats you is the same way your dad used to treat me. Like I was the most important thing in his world.”
“He’s worried everyone is going to hate him.”
“How could we? When he was protecting our girl? I’ll make sure he knows he’s loved by me when he comes home. You know he was the one who cleaned off my garage?”
I hiccough and turn into my mom’s arms. “He didn’t tell me that.”
“I figured not. That man loves you, and I’ll need to pray about it later. I would have punched that creep in the face if I had the chance, too.”
“Mama,” I scold her.
“Did anyone take any pictures afterward?”
I lightly smack her arm. “You better stop.”
“It will be okay, and now I can blackmail him into marrying you sooner,” she says, laughing. Her grip tightens around me, and I inhale the collar of Smith’s hoodie and welcome my mom’s comforting touch.
If I thought my mom was hovering over me, Liv has been stuck to my side like glue throughout this entire ordeal.
“You have got to be shitting me,” she hisses as she scrolls through her phone.
“Do I even want to know?” I ask her. She looks up at me with sympathetic eyes.
“Probably not,” she says, but hands me the phone, anyway.
It’s a picture of Smith’s arm at my waist as we were leaving Heat Haven. The title reads ‘Deja Fox’s Bodyguard Brutalizes Manager.’
“Oh, fuck no.” I keep looking at the article and it paints Smith in the worst light possible. It’s one thing for the press to scrutinize and talk about me. But I will not let them destroy Smith for protecting me.
“Liv, do you know anyone at TMZ?”
She arches an eyebrow. “No, but I’m sure Grayson could get us in touch with someone.”
“Good, make the call.”
“You got it,” she says as she texts away on her phone. “What time is the hearing?”
“Three, so we have a few hours. I don’t know what to do with myself.”
“I know, I’m sorry, babe. But we’re going to get your man out and then we’re all going to go on vacation. Kelsey can bring whoever she’s fucking. I can’t keep up.”
“Me either. I caught Dom fingering her in the hallway last night. Smith said he already has an Omega.”
“I think they’re fucking too. Either way, she started drawing one of my commissions. Want to see?”
She doesn’t even let me respond as she thrusts the phone in my face and I’m greeted by the sight of her on her knees with white angel wings. River’s pierced cock is on full display and she licks the tip. River has what looks like black wings behind him, smiling lovingly at her.
“That’s nice, Liv,” I tell her, pushing the phone back at her.
“I don’t know how I’m going to keep it a secret for Christmas. I’m going to give Grayson tentacles in one, and Dean is going to be a dragon choking me with his tail.”
“Obviously,” I respond, trying to shake the imagery out of my head.
“Too bad Kelsey probably wouldn’t be down to draw her own brother’s dick. I’m sure she could recreate the scene from your heat for you,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows.
“What scene?” Kelsey says, walking up behind us.
