Chapter Thirteen
Lucas stared at Seth Harrison and wondered why the fuck he was there and how the man irritated him so much when they’d only met a couple of hours ago. “Look, Seth, I’m not going to roll over easy and let Gianni get to my family and me. Did you conveniently forget who I am or who my father and brother are?”
“Oh, trust me, I didn’t fucking forget. I know exactly who you people are,” he snapped, and Lucas was a bit taken aback by the guy's attitude even though he’d been rude to Seth as well.
“Then you know that I got this.”
“So, you’re going to put your daughter and husband in danger all to assuage your ego?”
Lucas sighed and took a step back. He needed to get his temper under control. He realized that since he got pregnant, he got angry quicker when he’d normally laugh things off as if they were a joke.
“How can he protect you when he looks more like a corporate guy . . .”
“He works for the fucking FBI, asshole, as a matter of fact, he’s anassistant director,” Lucas said proudly and with a mental thump on his chest.
“I . . .” Seth started to say.
“Save it,” Lucas told him.
“What’s your fucking problem with me? You’ve only just met me,” Seth snapped.
“I don’t know you, and I damn sure don’t know if I can trust you,” Lucas told him.
“You’re lying. From what I’ve read about you, everything tells me you trust your gut.”
He hated that some guy who he didn’t know just called him out on his shit. Fuck, he had no mask to hide behind now that he’s pregnant.
“Okay,” Tucker said walking into the room, looking shook-up as if he’d just received some bad news. “Jaxson and the rest of the team are on their way. Mayson is on his way as well.”
“Are you all right?”
“Yeah,” he said shrugging his shoulders, but Lucas noticed he wasn’t looking at him but through him. Not wanting to argue in front of Seth, he nodded.
“You better get to the office,” Lucas told him.
“Yeah, about that, I’m going to coordinate with Erich from here. I don’t want to leave you alone.”
“Do you trust him?”
“With my life and now yours and our children.” That time Tucker looked directly at him when he answered.
“So, him you trust and me you don’t?” said Seth.
Wait, why the fuck does he sound as if he’s jealous?“Yes,” Lucas answered. “I trust his words and instincts. You I don’t know from a hole in the wall.”
“All right, that’s enough,” Tucker said stepping between them, putting his back to Seth and resting his hand on Lucas’ shoulder. “When was the last time you ate?”
“It’s been a few hours, but honestly, I can’t eat anything right now.”
“You still need to eat, while you were out I ordered some Chinese and put a carton of your favorite in the fridge. Why don’t you go get a plate,” Tucker instructed, and he had the strangest feeling his husband was trying to get him out of the room.
He looked over Tucker’s shoulder at Seth who was staring at him. Again the familiarity hit him, and he still wished he could figure out who the other man reminded him of. “Okay, but don’t let him try to talk you into protective custody.”
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Tucker told him.
He looked at hishusband and couldn’t get the thought out of his mind that Tucker was hiding something from him, but he nodded and backed out of the room not ready to turn his back to Seth who hadn’t taken his eyes off him.Why don’t I like the guy?he asked himself for the second time of the night.
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