My body chills as he moves away from me, and I allow my heart to slow before sitting up on my knees. My head spins a little, and Guy pulls my back to his chest. I rest my head back against his shoulder, and he runs his hands up my stomach and gently squeezes my breasts.
“Bath?” he suggests, and I nod sleepily. He sweeps me into his arms, and I cover my face as cum dribbles out of me.
“I’m leaking everywhere.”
“Get used to it. I’m locking the doors and we’re never leaving.”
I laugh, and when we reach the bathroom, he sits meon the armchair in the corner as he runs us a bath. I watch him, a small smile on my lips, my heart so damn full.
“You don’t have to do all this for me.”
His eyes meet mine, a flicker of sympathy in them. He comes over to me, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Let me look after you, Lina.”
Tears burn my throat, and I nod. “Okay.”
We both get in the bath, him at one end, me at the other. My feet are against his chest, and he rubs one as we talk.
“Can I ask a question, and you promise not to get mad at me?” I ask, and he groans but nods. “Why were you angry that I killed Richard? I just want to understand. He was a horrible person. He killed those little girls, and his poor wife. Why weren’t you happy that I did it?”
He watches me for a moment, still rubbing the sole of my foot. “Because I’ve lived my entire life by the law, and I’ve seen what vigilantism can do. Richard should have been taken to court, be proven guilty, and faced what he did behind bars.”
I frown. “But he never would have. There was no evidence. He’d have just walked free.”
“I would have found a way.”
“And you’d have failed.” I sigh, sitting forward. “I’m sorry, I just … I fixed a problem.”
“You risked your freedom,” he says, searching my face. “What if you’d been caught? He isn’t worth that.”
“I never get caught.”
“Don’t get cocky.”
I smile. “I guess it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m retired.” I gasp and lean back, wiggling my toes in his beard. “We’re both retired! What should we do with our time? We coulddo a cross-county trip with Fox, that’d be fun. Let’s buy a huge RV!”
He laughs, kissing the bottom of my foot. “You think we can put up with each other for that long?”
“Well, yeah. You’ve got me for good, Guy Gibson.”
His eyes sparkle. “Do I?”
I bite my lip, suddenly unsure. “If you want me.”
“Oh, I want you.” He takes hold of my hand and pulls me up so I’m straddling him, bubbles running down my breasts. I lean down to kiss him. “I want to go on cross-country trips with you. I want to buy an RV.” I grin, my heart feeling lighter than it ever has. “I want you, Lina Fox.”
The soundof vibrating pulls me from sleep, and I open an eye. I’m cuddled into Guy’s side, his breathing deep and even, his body warm. The vibrating continues, and I push myself up on my elbow to glance at his phone on the nightstand. It isn’t lit up.
It must be my phone.
I left it downstairs, so I carefully slide out of bed, making sure not to wake Guy or Fox. Tiptoeing down the stairs, I find my phone on the kitchen island, Alistair’s name on the screen.
“Okay, now it really is the middle of the night,” I whisper. “What’s up?”
“Got another job for you, if you want it.”
I glance at the stairs. “No, I’m done.”
He pauses. “Huh?”
