that to prove whose cock she prefers.”
“Yeah, we’re good.” Fox said, shaking his hand and we turned as he walked back off into the water, swimming under the waves as he headed towards his girl and whoever was out there making her moan.
A little pang of jealousy ran through me at how easily it obviously was for them to all just be together. Couldn’t Fox get onboard with that? It looked hella fun. And I was already conjuring up my own little fantasy of bringing Rogue down here into the water with Fox. Couldn’t he just be a possessive asshole while I was there too tonguing Rogue’s clit? Was that such an awful situation to be in?
The set of Fox’s brow said he was currently confused as fuck over what he’d just witnessed though and I reckoned sharing my little fantasy with him would end in a bullet between my eyes.
“What do you think the squid’s about?” I murmured to Fox as we headed back to his truck and got in.
“No fucking clue,” he said, starting it up.
“I bet it’s a sex thing,” I said thoughtfully. “All those tentacles, you know?”
“I don’t know, J.” Fox looked over at me with a laugh.
“Maybe Tatum’s into tentacle alien porn.”
“Who the hell’s into stuff like that?” Fox scoffed and memories prickled at the edges of my mind from working at The Dollhouse.
“Well you’d be surprised what kind of stuff some people are into.”
“Do you think Rogue’s into weird shit like that?” he wondered aloud.
“Nah, she likes it rough and I reckon she’d fuck anyone wearing Green Power Ranger shit but-”
“What?” he cut over me in a snarl and I realised I’d just blurted that out like a fucking idiot. “How would you know what she likes?”
“Because she tells me shit,” I said quickly, shrugging and he huffed.
“She never talks to me about anything.”
“That’s because you’re too busy bossing her around to hear her speak most of the time.”
He sighed, his fingers flexing against the steering wheel and my gaze hooked on the need burning in his eyes, making my chest tug. I knew he loved her as deeply as I loved her, and I wished there was something I could do to make him come around to the idea of her being ours. Not just his. But it was gonna take a miracle to convince him of that, and I was fresh out of those. Maybe I’d get lucky and find a genie in a bottle on the beach one of these days, then I’d get to wishing for our family to reunite so tightly that nothing could break us. Not even this.
I was a coward. A big fat coward. Or...maybe I was just an asshole. Yeah, that fit pretty accurately too.
I glanced back over my shoulder as the cool morning wind tangled my hair behind me and the boat zipped over the waves at high speed. Mutt stood on one of the padded seats to the right of the speedboat with his nose to the salty air and his ears flapping in the wind.
Any moment now, Fox and JJ would be home from their run. They'd head back into the house, find my note on the kitchen island and-
My cell phone started ringing in my pocket and my gut twisted in anticipation of the coming explosion.
"Hey," I answered brightly, glancing towards the horizon where the rising sun was making the sea glitter like diamonds.
"What the fuck kind of note is this?" Fox demanded.
"I thought it was pretty self-explanatory," I replied.
"‘Gone to tea with Rick?’ The same Maverick who is out for our blood, who hates all of us and-"
"Saved Chase's life? Yeah, that's the one. I brought him a fruit basket from all of you to say thanks. And might I add that the three of you should actually be delivering this thank you yourselves. I mean, I'll let Chase off due to his incapacitated state and all that, but you and JJ owe Maverick now and you know it."
The line was silent for several seconds though I was almost certain I could hear the sound of Fox grinding his teeth.
"I want you back by nightfall."
"And I want the moon to come live in my pocket. Dreams are pretty things, Badge, but I haven't quite figured out how long I'm gonna be visiting with Rick for so just calm your onions, trust me like you say you do and enjoy a few hours of peace. Or days. Whatever. I'll keep you posted.”
"And