Would he cuddle with me and let me take care of him?
He needs that.
Would he suckle me?
I need that.
Resuming the video, Brendan quickly caves to Rory’s demands, and I know that I would do the same thing. Anything to make him happy. I’d give him the dicks of the men who hurt him, and while I think that’s a pretty romantic gesture, I bet he’d be horrified, so I’ll buy him an ice cream shop instead.
“Fine, but one scoop or you’ll ruin your dinner.”
“Three?” Rory asks sweetly.
Brendan huffs but smiles. “Two, you sneaky little brat.”
Rory hugs him tightly again, and even though I know it’s his brother, I want to rip Brendan’s arms off for touching what’s mine.
Taking a deep breath, I watch the rest of the feed until they leave the building. A sense of panic fills me as he walks out of my sight.
How can I protect him if I don’t know where he is, what he’s doing?
I send Liv a quick text.
“I want every inch of Dr. Byrnes’s place on surveillance.”
“Got it, boss.”
I sigh and grab the postcard off my desk. He’s so sweet, so thoughtful. It must be why I want to protect him, but I’m not a good man. I’m a killer with an ocean of blood on my hands. I sigh loudly and finish off my drink.
Mal comes over to refill it before I’ve even set the tumbler down. “He’s not too good for you.”
“Who?”
Mal chuckles and pours himself a glass before sitting in the chair across from my desk. “You know who I mean.”
“Rory needs someone nice to look after him, not a hardened criminal.”
“Why can’t you be both? That boy needs a Daddy like you need a Little. You’ve always been a nurturer.”
Does he mean Little like the Daddy article?
Numbers comes in, so I hold my question and grumble, “I don’t have a nurturing side. I’m a badass boss.”
“Mal’s right. You doted on Olivia,” he adds helpfully.
“That’s family, it’s different,” I hiss.
“You think Demara dotes on his family?” Mal raises an eyebrow. Luco Demara is a sick and twisted piece of shit who likes his girls underaged. “Or Kowalski?”
Mark Kowalski is also a piece of shit. His father Thomas was a good leader, and Mark still brags about killing him. The only reason we’ve let him live is because he’s so fucking stupid that he’s ruining his own organization. It won’t be long before he’s killed by one of his own men, and then we’ll see if we need to step in.
“We just want you to do whatever you need to do to be happy,” Numbers adds.
“I’d be happier if you two shut the hell up.”
“All we’re saying is it’s been a really long time since you’ve taken something for yourself,” Mal tries again.
“Yeah, between work and caring for Olivia, you’ve only had time for a quick tryst here and there,” Numbers says.
