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I gave him the side-eye.

Thankfully, he let it slide.

“I’m gonna go work with Tonks.”He looked at the groceries.“You need help with this before I do?”

“No.I’ve got it.”

He came to me and gave me a quick kiss.

Then he walked away, whistling and patting his leg.

Tonks danced to him.

He grabbed the lead, and they headed out.

I put away groceries.

After I got that done, I watched that TikTok twenty times.

There were many best parts about it, but one of them (lower down the list) was that Bryce was going to take one look at Hutch, and his dick was going to lose an inch, because Hutch was in reality the kind of man I suspected Bryce thought he was, but deep down, it wrecked him because he knew he wasn’t.

And I didn’t lie to Hutch.

I didn’t care about Bryce anymore.

But that made me glad.

NINETEEN

Phone Calls

Hutch

Early Saturday morning, Hutch scuttled back on his belly until he was hidden behind the hind ridge of Stony Bluff.

He turned to his ass to look at the screen on the back of his camera.

He clicked through the photos he took and muttered, “Damn.”

He’d been out there only three times this week because he could only go on days when it was gray and there was no sun to reflect off his camera lens.

Though he couldn’t say any of those assholes would notice him.

As far as he could tell, they thought they had it made.

He wasn’t sure he’d seen any of them look anywhere but at someone they were talking to, a woman walking by, or where they were aiming the spit from their chew.

Not a crew who looked over their shoulders.

Could be, they had nothing to hide.

Could be, they’d been getting away with their shit for so long, they’d gotten lazy.

But between the distance and the fact the women moved quickly, rarely stopped and never lifted their heads, getting a shot that was in focus and offered enough of the face to possibly identify was a challenge.

He’d established there were at least nine women on that compound (and seven kids, ranging from babies to toddlers), though he knew there were maybe more, he just hadn’t caught them.

As he was clicking through the shots, some of the earlier ones he took that morning came up and that got him off his ass and moving back to his truck.