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Story: Raven's Watch
“Challenge accepted.”
Mac wrapped her arms around his neck after he’d rolled off and gathered her in his arms. “You’re going to hold me all night, right?”
“All night.”
She smiled, somehow staying conscious until he had them back in the bed, her head tucked against his shoulder.
He pulled her closer, smiling at how she burrowed against him. “Sleep. I’ve got you.”
She dropped a kiss on his chest. “Remember. All night.”
He nodded, chuckling when she drifted off a moment later. As if someone had flipped a switch. Foster glanced at the door, hoping Kash and Zain were okay. Not that he questioned their skill, but Jack Voss wasn’t their typical opponent. And Foster had a bad feeling that the worst was yet to come.
Chapter Fifteen
“No!”
Mackenzie bolted awake, fighting against the covers until Foster freed her arms, staying lover-close as she whipped her gaze toward him, her rough breaths sounding loud in the early morning stillness. A hint of gray light brightened the window, sunrise still a while away.
Foster eased her against him, holding her waist as his other hand combed through her hair. “Josh, again?”
“Yeah.” She sighed, smoothing her hand across his chest in an effort to still the shaky roil of her gut. “Which I know is insane. I wasn’t even there.”
“Which is exactly why it haunts you.”
She nodded, listening to his heart beating against her side as he rocked her back and forth. “So much for sleeping in.”
“Sleep’s overrated. And I’ll never pass up an opportunity to hold you.”
“Good to know.” She grinned against him. “Since Zain and Kash didn’t wake us, I guess Voss didn’t show last night.”
“I suppose we have to take the wins wherever we can get them. Though, finding the hidden drug stash would be nice.” He groaned when his cell pinged. “I swear if that’s Atticus, I’m sending him a selfie of us in bed just to shut him up.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Hell, yeah, I would.” He grabbed his phone off the side table.
“And?”
He laughed, sending back a quick text. “Just Kash asking if he and Zain are needed because they heard you shout. I told them I’ve got it covered.”
His cell buzzed again.
“Do I want to know what Kash replied?”
“Not something I’ll repeat, the bastard.”
She looked up at him. “At least, they didn’t just barge in.”
“I’m sure Chase already warned them about your penchant for putting guns to people’s heads who stroll in uninvited.”
“I thought Chase was one of the bad guys. Besides, I didn’t actually shoot him.”
“Again, we’ll take the wins where we can.” Foster chucked his cell back onto the table. “Other than the nightmare, you sleep okay?”
“I don’t think I moved.” She nudged him. “I could get used to this.”
Foster grinned, rolling them until he was looming over her. “Me, too. Especially if we get to do this every morning.”
Mac wrapped her arms around his neck after he’d rolled off and gathered her in his arms. “You’re going to hold me all night, right?”
“All night.”
She smiled, somehow staying conscious until he had them back in the bed, her head tucked against his shoulder.
He pulled her closer, smiling at how she burrowed against him. “Sleep. I’ve got you.”
She dropped a kiss on his chest. “Remember. All night.”
He nodded, chuckling when she drifted off a moment later. As if someone had flipped a switch. Foster glanced at the door, hoping Kash and Zain were okay. Not that he questioned their skill, but Jack Voss wasn’t their typical opponent. And Foster had a bad feeling that the worst was yet to come.
Chapter Fifteen
“No!”
Mackenzie bolted awake, fighting against the covers until Foster freed her arms, staying lover-close as she whipped her gaze toward him, her rough breaths sounding loud in the early morning stillness. A hint of gray light brightened the window, sunrise still a while away.
Foster eased her against him, holding her waist as his other hand combed through her hair. “Josh, again?”
“Yeah.” She sighed, smoothing her hand across his chest in an effort to still the shaky roil of her gut. “Which I know is insane. I wasn’t even there.”
“Which is exactly why it haunts you.”
She nodded, listening to his heart beating against her side as he rocked her back and forth. “So much for sleeping in.”
“Sleep’s overrated. And I’ll never pass up an opportunity to hold you.”
“Good to know.” She grinned against him. “Since Zain and Kash didn’t wake us, I guess Voss didn’t show last night.”
“I suppose we have to take the wins wherever we can get them. Though, finding the hidden drug stash would be nice.” He groaned when his cell pinged. “I swear if that’s Atticus, I’m sending him a selfie of us in bed just to shut him up.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Hell, yeah, I would.” He grabbed his phone off the side table.
“And?”
He laughed, sending back a quick text. “Just Kash asking if he and Zain are needed because they heard you shout. I told them I’ve got it covered.”
His cell buzzed again.
“Do I want to know what Kash replied?”
“Not something I’ll repeat, the bastard.”
She looked up at him. “At least, they didn’t just barge in.”
“I’m sure Chase already warned them about your penchant for putting guns to people’s heads who stroll in uninvited.”
“I thought Chase was one of the bad guys. Besides, I didn’t actually shoot him.”
“Again, we’ll take the wins where we can.” Foster chucked his cell back onto the table. “Other than the nightmare, you sleep okay?”
“I don’t think I moved.” She nudged him. “I could get used to this.”
Foster grinned, rolling them until he was looming over her. “Me, too. Especially if we get to do this every morning.”
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