illegal for him to cover up all that goodness.
“Woman, you keep eating me up with those cornflower blues and I’ll have to spread those thighs and have my midnight snack.” He licked his lips.
Palmer’s lady bits clenched thinking of him doing just that. A tiny cry had her and Keys freezing. Her little boy chose that moment to let Keys know he had a healthy set of lungs.
“I’ll get him. Scooch up and get comfy.”
She’d never had anyone help her with Jaxson, not even when Thomas had tried to hire a nanny. Looking down at the duvet and the evidence of their love making, she moved, pushing the bedding down to where the sheet was exposed. She piled the pillows up behind her, holding her arms out for Jaxson.
“I’ll grab the extra pillows from the closet.” Keys handed Jaxson to her. The wide-eyed baby stared at her with bright blue eyes as she unbuttoned the top three buttons freeing her left breast. Keys was back, shifting a pillow under her arm. While she sat with Jaxson nursing, Keys fixed the bed, taking the duvet they’d wrecked and replacing it with one that had been in the closet. She hadn’t thought to do such tasks.
“Thank you, Keys.” She ran her hand over Jaxson’s head. The back and forth motion instinctual, soothing to the both of them.
“It’s my pleasure to take care of you two. You want a water or something else?”
Hot tears threatened to spill. By sheer will, she forced them back. “I don’t deserve you, but I’ll be darned if I’ll let you leave without a fight.”
Keys was lying with his arm over her legs where they were stretched out. “I told you before you let me inside your body that there were no takebacks. You knew I was claiming your body as well as you. Now, what can I get my woman to drink while she feeds our boy. Damn, son, you’re a greedy little thing.” Keys kissed Jaxson’s forehead.
Palmer loved every second of having Keys with her and Jaxson. He was so comfortable with her nursing, something Thomas said was barbaric. She shoved all the unwanted memories of the past away. He had no place in her or Jaxson’s life.
“Do you have a juice? If not, water is fine.” She didn’t want to worry him, but she was borderline hypoglycemic. Most days it didn’t affect her, but today she hadn’t eaten right and when she was extremely stressed or active, she tended to need a little extra. Orange juice was the quickest way to fix it.
“I got some in the fridge in the other room. Be right back.” He kissed her and then Jaxson.
The man was almost too good to be true.
After she finished feeding Jaxson he went right back down to sleep. She snuggled up next to Keys, feeling safe and happy for the first time in a long time. “What are you going to do about your parentage?”
His big hand stopped stroking her back. “I don’t know. First, I’m going to get you and Hoss safely away from here. Once I got that accomplished, I’ll be able to think more clearly.”
They’d shut the bathroom light off so she couldn’t see him through the darkness that well. Although there was a small nightlight on her side of the bed, in case she needed to get up for Jaxson, it still cast Keys in shadow. “What do you mean get us to safety?”
“That truck today tried to run you over, baby. It couldn’t have been after me, since nobody was aware I was in town. That means you and Hoss aren’t safe.” He wrapped both arms more firmly around her, pulling her on top of him. “I just found you again. There ain’t no way in hell I’ll let you and that boy get hurt. You said you trusted me, right?”
She held her upper body up, staring down at him. “I do. It’s just...I don’t want you to get hurt either. Why don’t you call the cops or something?”
He put a little pressure on her, forcing her to lay flat on his chest. “Baby, you know as well as I do the cops in this town are on your grandfather’s payroll. I’d have to call the feds in and even that would take a lot of work.” Work that wasn’t guaranteed to go their way, not if he didn’t play shit right.
Chapter Ten
Keys didn’t tell her he had connections through the Royal Bastards Tulsa Chapter with the Feds.