Basil (The Brinnswick Chronicles #3) - Michele Notaro Page 0,49
he made my body fucking sing, but emotionally, he’d cut me deeply. So maybe I wasn’t trusting him as much as I should, either. Reluctantly, I acknowledged that maybe, just maybe, I could understand him not wanting to talk about his kid.
“Aw, come on now. You wearin’ just underwear to bed?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“Yeah, I would, ass. That’s why I asked. If you want to know, I’m in a really sexy pair of sweatpants and a huge tee that’s two sizes too big. Total turn on.”
I snorted. “You’d look sexy in anything.”
His deep chuckles reached my ears, and suddenly, my briefs were a little too tight—yes, I was only in briefs, but I wasn’t gonna tell him that. “Glad you approve.”
“Oh yeah, I totally do. You should wear that outfit to our date tomorrow.”
He chuckled again, and I grinned. I loved hearing his laugh, and I loved knowing that I was the one making him happy.
Before he could respond, I heard a high-pitched voice call, “Daddy!”
There was movement on the other end as Hiro said, “Shit, babe, I gotta go. Sounds like a nightmare.”
“Okay, goodnight, call if you need anything,” I rushed to say before he hung up. I knew from experience that if his daughter yelled for him a second time, he’d hang up on me. Not that I blamed him, his kid came first, and I was glad for it.
“Text when ya wake up. G’night, love.” He hung up.
Despite the worry I had for his daughter, who seemed to have a lot of nightmares, I still smiled at the babe and love. I’d always hated when my past hook-ups called me baby or some other pet name, but coming from Hiro, it made my heart flutter.
Closing my eyes, I sent out a small prayer to the Mother of All to keep Hiro and Rasha safe.
Chapter Twelve
Hiro
The last two weeks had been a series of ups and downs. Everything seemed to be going well with Basil, which was… unexpected, to say the least. But I was grateful for it.
Unfortunately, it had been hard to give Basil the attention he deserved because Rasha was having a lot of issues lately. She needed to use her oxygen more and more each day, which was worrisome. I took her to the doctor yesterday, and he couldn’t tell me why she seemed to be getting worse, but he was supposed to be contacting another doctor that worked in northern Brinnswick to see if he had any ideas. But he’d also told me to keep her routine as normal as possible, so… I’d sent Rasha to school this morning. And Ulma agreed to pick her up afterward if I needed her to.
Since I’d acknowledged that Basil was my viramore—even if I still questioned it occasionally—I had an awareness of him. Even when we were miles apart, it was like my body could sense him. And when we were together, those senses went up ten-fold.
On my way to Basil’s, I called my handler to see if she had any new cases for me, so she emailed me a file. Thank god because I needed the extra cash to make my rent this month, not to mention paying Ulma and the electricity. I couldn’t let them turn the electricity off again. It was too hot without the AC on.
My passenger side door opened and Basil plopped into the seat with a “Hey.”
I grinned at him, pushing away my negative thoughts, and grabbed the collar of his shirt to pull him in for a long kiss. I never thought I’d crave the taste of another person’s lips the way I did with Basil. Never thought I’d kiss a witch to begin with, but I didn’t regret it one bit.
As his flavor hit my tongue, I groaned and slid my hand up and around to the back of his neck, being sure to brush his skin along the way. I didn’t have my gloves on for once, so I was soaking up the feel of his soft skin against mine. Then I held him in place as I kissed him deeper, prying his mouth open with my tongue so I could explore and suck and lick and taste. God, he tasted so fuckin’ good, and the fact that he so often submitted to my control made it difficult to keep my hands from stripping off his clothes.
Every time we were near, every time I heard his voice over the phone or read a text from him, my