felt as though a target was moving into place with a big X on his back.
“Yeah, well that’s what it usually would be. In this case, with millions of dollars on the line, that’s not the case. Your girl isn’t safe there.”
“I don’t like cryptic shit, brother. Give me names and their itineraries. If I need to move Palmer and the boy, I need to know who and what I’m dealing with,” Keys growled, frustration bubbling over and out of him.
“That’s the problem. I had it and then it was gone. Trust me, I’m tracking it. Both Koyn and I are. We don’t like this kind of shit either. Neither of us have had a breach like that in our system. Watch your back and tell Dragon and Katana hello.”
The line went dead before he could say anything else. He looked at Palmer holding Jaxson. “We need to move your stuff in here.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was the right move. Of course, he wanted to have her with him sooner rather than later, this pushed the timeframe up.
Palmer looked at him, then behind to where the door to the master suite’s bedroom was.
“We’ll set you and his cot up in there. I’ll sleep out here.” The couch was extra-long and would fit him, barely. He’d slept in a whole lot of less comfortable places.
“I can’t ask you to do that. Tell me what’s happened. What’s going on that makes you think we need to...move in here? For crying out loud, you paid for our suite, Keys.” She bit her lip when her outburst made Jaxson whimper.
“Tell me what you need from next door. I don’t want to move everything in case someone comes looking, but what you need to be comfortable for the night.” He planned to get everything tomorrow, but he wasn’t telling her that. For tonight, he’d get the baby’s bed, and their overnight things.
Palmer gave him a list of things for him to get, then with key in hand he moved toward the door. After checking the coast was clear, he stepped out into the hall. He insured his door locked behind him before going into her room, hurrying to get the items she’d requested. The baby’s things he grabbed first, stacking by the door before going to the dresser where Palmer had meticulously unpacked her things. He opened up the top drawer, snagged a pair of panties and the cute little pajama set she asked for. When he went to shut the drawer, something rolled forward, drawing his attention. His sweet little sassy girl brought her dildo with her. Fucking-A, he wanted to pump his fist at the average sized thing. He lifted it to his nose, wondering if he’d catch a hint of her on the rubber. Either she’d cleaned it before putting it away, or it was new. Didn’t matter because he’d be putting it to use with his woman, then he’d show her that size matters. He put the dildo in his back pocket, making sure his shirt covered it.
Next he went into the bathroom, grabbing the necessary things she needed. Thank fuck she hadn’t told him she required any monthly items. Not that he wouldn’t fuck her while she was bleeding. Keys didn’t have a problem with a woman’s time of the month. If a woman, his woman wanted to make love, he’d make sure she was pleasured and take equal pleasure. His cock jerked just thinking of sliding between Palmer’s creamy thighs. Nope, he wouldn’t care when, where, or how he got Palmer. As long as she was ready and willing, so was he.
PALMER’S HEART BANGED against her chest. Keys had been gone for fifteen of the longest minutes of her life. Before he’d left, she’d made him tell her why she had to move her things into his suite. If she were being honest, she wanted to stay with him. She’d always wanted Keys. At fifteen when she was too young to want the boy who everyone thought was the throwaway baby nobody wanted, not even the family who took him in, she’d watched him. To her, he was the gorgeous young man who broke her heart with his soulful eyes, the gorgeous smile he reserved for very few people, her being one of them. And then, he was the young man who left her all alone after she’d seen, all of him. Not just the naked boy, who holy lord Jesus,