Eshan ran out of the room just as Jonik walked in.
Jonik met Peter’s gaze. “It’s done in there. If you have cops on the payroll, now would be a good time to call.” Jonik addressed Nash next. “Hey.”
“Is my house still standing? And did you fuck on my bed?”
Jonik snorted. “Yes. And no. Are you okay?”
“I will be.” Nash kissed Abi’s temple.
Jonik held out his fist, and Abi tapped it. “I miss you, skinwalker.”
“Miss you too, shifter weirdo. But we’ll be living together again, so get ready for me.” Abi wiggled his eyebrows.
Jonik smirked and shook his head before walking out of the room.
“I like your family, Abi. I think I’ll look like a saint compared to them.” Never in Nash’s life had he been the good one in a family. No one would ever accuse him of following the rules.
Daruss came into the room and patted Nash on the back. “I wouldn’t go that far, brother.”
Daruss walked over to Mallor’s limp body and flung him over his shoulder. He nodded to Peter on his way out of the room. “Do you want him in the trunk, Nash?”
“Yeah. But get Skippy to tie him up and gag him.”
“One hog-tied bad guy coming right up.”
Peter smirked. “Welcome to the family, Nash.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Nash had Mallor wiggling around in his talons and Abi whooping it up on his back.
Abi tightened his thighs as if Nash were a horse as they sailed through the air.
Nash wondered what he was doing, so he turned to see.
Abi had his head back and his arms stretched out as if he were on the Titanic. He seemed carefree. His dark hair flowed behind him, and his shirt billowed.
He’d never been more beautiful.
Abi could have flown on his own. He could have shifted into a winged animal, but he had flown with Nash, letting Nash carry him like always.
Nash’s chest ached. He’d never felt an abundance of anything until Abi came along. Every emotion was amplified. He couldn’t quantify it. He just knew it was more somehow. Even his past didn’t compare. Or maybe it was just different. He would leave his trauma in the past if it meant he could always live in Abi’s whirlwind.
When Abi opened his eyes, their gazes met. Abi grinned and then laid his cheek against Nash’s neck. I love this.
Hang on tight, baby.
As soon as he felt Abi’s arms and legs tighten around him, he twisted in the air, forgetting for the moment that he clutched Mallor. He didn’t remember he was even there until Mallor screamed.
Abi whooped.
Nash grinned.
Nash saw the cabin amongst the trees and made the descent gradual just in case Abi put his arms out again. His little adrenaline junkie did whatever made him happy. He had Nash wrapped around his finger—no doubt about that.
Nash dropped Mallor when he was a few feet off the ground. The fall would be painful, but it wouldn’t break him into pieces. Abi would still get to do whatever he wanted. And there was no one around for miles.
When Nash landed a few feet away, Abi dismounted.
