Then she started giggling, filling their bedroom with thesound of bells.
While doing that, she kissed him.
This meant they skipped the cuddling and whispering partsand got right into groping.
And again, Marcus wasn’t complaining.
His phone rang.
Marcus rolled.
Daisy rolled with him.
She snuggled into his back as he looked at the display.
At what he saw, he kept his body loose as he flipped hisphone open.
“Yes?”
“Lee got him.We’re at the warehouse,” Darius said.
Nightingale got him.
Finally.
“I’ll be there in twenty,” he told Darius.
“Right,” Darius replied.
He felt Daisy press into his back.
Marcus flipped his phone shut and turned to her.
“Everything okay?”she asked sleepily, but he heard theconcern in her voice.
“Everything’s fine.I just need to go see to something.”
She’d clearly looked at his bedside clock because she asked,“At three in the morning?”
“Yes.”
She got up on a forearm.“Does this happen a lot?”
“No.”
They fell silent as he slid a hand up her hip to her backand moved into her.
“Right.Okay.You’recomin’ rightback?”she asked.
He grinned.
Fuck, his Daisy.
“Yes,” he said against her mouth.
She let him take it for a brief, deep kiss then she didn’tlet him go, brushing soft, light kisses on his lips before she finally stopped.
“Be safe,” she whispered.
