Page 119 of Playing With Fire


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“Time? You're not going anywhere anytime soon, are you?” Hailey shot me a look, her brows up. Her tone was playful, but I could sense the underlying tension in her words.

Keeping my hand on her face, I made sure I was looking her dead in the eye as I spoke.

“Hailey Hana, I willneverdo undercover work again. I will never take a job that means I have to leave—I'm going to stick to your side like glue for as long as you’ll have me. You’llneverbe alone like you were before. I promise.”

Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, and for a moment, I panicked, thinking I'd said the wrong thing. She threw herself into my chest, however, squeezing her arms around me so tightly it hurt.

In the best possible way.

I’d happily take being squished to death by my omega hugging me.

“I’m still mad at you,” she insisted through tears.

“As you should be.”

“When I'm not pregnant and hormonal, Iwillmake you pay. I'm talking manual labor, digging up the garden for me, getting me snacks whenever I want, dealing with theworstof the diapers.”

“And I’ll do it all with the biggest smile on my face, because I'm here withyou,” I insisted, pulling her face up to look at her, sincerity ringing in my heart.

Her eyes narrowed at me. “You better mean that.”

I nodded. “I plan to show you every day for the rest of our lives how much I mean it.”

“Good. Because if you felt like Camp Bower put you through hell, just wait until I’m back to full strength and can be truly pissed at you,” she grumbled.

I kissed the top of her forehead. “I look forward to it.”

“But…” Hailey let the word hang, getting comfortable against my chest again. “...thank you.”

“You areendlesslywelcome.”

We fell asleep like that, curled up together. At some point, Wilder joined us in the nest, sleeping on her other side. I almost left right then, but Hailey was still holding on to me, and I couldn’t bring myself to pry my body out of her grip. It felt wrong.

Over her shoulder, I nodded at Wilder, who grinned back in that easy way of his. I’d missed him, too, and seeing him relaxed and comfy with Hailey felt better than I’d expected. I was a little on the fence myself about us all as a pack, but Wilder…he just had a way of making it all seem so effortless, and I loved him for that.

“Mmm,” Hailey groaned as she stretched into me, her ass undoubtedly pressing into Wilder, because his brows shot up and he smirked. “I want attention.”

I chuckled as she mumbled into my chest, but the way her scent flared, her skin warm beneath my fingers, made mestop short. Oh,thatkind of attention. I nodded, looking down between us. Hailey was still on her side, eyes closed, with her hands under my shirt. But if she needed something to ease these lingering heat spikes, it was probably best that I leave and let her take care of it with Wilder.

Shifting, I started to pull away from her, carefully slipping over the edge of the bed. But Hailey gripped me before I could make it more than a few inches, her eyes opening sleepily.

“No,” she whined.

“I can let Wilder take care of you. I wouldn’t want to?—”

“You said you wanted to make it up to me,” she countered, her brows raising, even as she continued to look half asleep. “Well, here’s your chance.”

My jaw dropped, and I blinked several times before I could finally respond. “Just tell me what you want me to do.”

She smiled, her eyes closing again as she pressed her head back toward Wilder. He shot me an ecstatic grin, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

“Just don’t move me much. I’m comfy, but…want relief.” She groaned lightly, throwing her leg over my hip as I lay on my side facing her. “Need touches.”

“We don’t need to move you at all, cutie.” Wilder smiled, reaching under Hailey’s neck to stroke her cheek as he kissed the top of her head, and I watched his other hand go for the waistband of her leggings. “Let’s just get these off.”

It took me a moment to get with the picture, so surprised that Hailey actually wanted me there, but when I did, I helped Wilder get Hailey’s leggings off, then her panties. Slick already warmed her, smoothed over her thighs between her legs, and that strawberry cream scent was everywhere. My dick kicked behind my sweats, and I felt that immediate pull toward her, like I had when we’d first met.

“God, Hailey, you still smell so damn good.”