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Chapter Twenty-Two

Fitz

My fellow hunters and I were sitting at the dining table in the common room of our hotel suite playing cards when there was a loud knock at the door. “Tahoe CyberEats. I have a delivery from Dinah’s Deli.”

“That’s gotta be him,” Digs said as he picked up his taser and shoved it behind his back.

“I wish he’d tase himself in the ass,” Leo joked, making us laugh as Digs flipped him off and headed to the door.

My hunch had paid off. Whitey Crow had taken a job working for a delivery service in Lake Tahoe, Nevada. We tracked down one of the restaurants that used the service and ordered something to eat for lunch. The plan was to get the delivery, take him into custody, and head back to Vegas. I thanked the universe for the tickle it gave me when I saw the delivery guy the previous day.

Digs opened the door, and there stood a guy with the worst beard I’d seen in a long time. His hair was greasy, and he was missing some teeth. God help whoever was attached to him, as evidenced by the silver band on his left ring finger.

“Who is it?” I shouted as I tossed a pair of deuces on the table. Go Fish was the game because it was easy. Jagger had no idea how to play poker, or so he said.

“Your food, Schlomo.” Digs turned to me and pointed to Crow. “It’s for you.”

The guy looked ready to run. “Come on in. Let me get my wallet.”

I headed toward the bedroom to get my badge, the order to take him into custody, and my handcuffs. The guy wasn’t small, so I was leaving the wrestling to the younger guys.

Jagger talked to the kid. “Has it started snowing yet?”

“Nah. They said it was supposed to get really cold tonight, so it should be good skiing tomorrow.” Crow was shifting from one foot to the other as if he could sense something wasn’t right.

“Oh, I’ve got something for you.” I came out and handed him the paper as Leo moved to stand in front of the door.

The kid looked at the paper for a second before the other guys pulled their badges out of their shirts. “Whitey Crow, I’m Bail Recovery Agent Fitz Morgan. Bad news is you’re going to jail. Good news is it’s going to be sixty in Vegas tomorrow.”

Digs turned the guy and I handed over my cuffs. Thankfully, he didn’t put up a fuss. We had already packed our shit and put it in the car. We were on the road back to Vegas an hour later. I enjoyed the chicken noodle soup I’d ordered from Dinah’s Deli as Digs drove us south.

Hours later, we dropped Whitey at the Clark County Detention Center, and after we got the paperwork to refund Sparky’s bond, I drove us to the office so the guys could get their vehicles. It was two in the fucking morning, and we were all exhausted.

“I’ll text Sparky that we’ll all be late in the morning. Glad we have this one under our belts,” Digs said.

God, I agreed with him one thousand percent. It had been a weeklong odyssey, and I was glad it was over. It was too late to call Sawyer, so I sent a text.

Sugar, I’m home. I’ll call you in the morning. Love you.

I didn’t get a response right away, so I fell into bed. There was something about being in my own bed that made me smile. The only thing missing was Sawyer.

The doorbell rang as I was getting out of the shower. I quickly pulled on a pair of sweats and grabbed an undershirt from the still-unpacked suitcase and hurried to the door. I glanced out of the curtain to see Sawyer’s truck parked in the driveway, so I pulled open the door.

Before I could open my mouth, Sawyer rushed in, picked me up, and carried me back to my bedroom. “Oh, fuck, I missed the hell out of you.”

When my back hit the mattress, I wrapped my legs around Sawyer’s strong body and my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine. When they met, it was as though all the pieces of my life slid into place.

He pulled away and gazed into my eyes. “I love you.”

I struggled, shoving my hands under the collar of his leather jacket to push it off before I stopped and stared into his handsome face. “I love you, too.”

Once we had his leather jacket off, the clothes flew through the air. We were naked and ready to fuck in no time flat. I was grateful I still had condoms in the nightstand.

Sawyer moved onto his knees and grinned at me. “You wanna slow down?”

He squeezed some lube into his palm before he moved his hand to my ass and parted my cheeks, getting me ready for exactly what I wanted. Sawyer, inside me with his weight against me, was like food for my starving soul.

“Are you jokin’? Hell, just lube me up and I’ll roll that condom down your dick. We need to get tested. I’ll have to find a doctor.” I’d been tested as part of my previous jobs, but since moving to Vegas, I hadn’t looked for a healthcare provider.

My sweet cowboy smiled. “I know just the guy to help with that.”

After I pushed the condom on him and added more lube, he settled between my legs and slowly pushed inside. We both sighed as he bottomed out. It was perfect.

I reached up and pulled the elastic from Sawyer’s hair, letting those beautiful golden-brown locks fall like a curtain around us. “Hi,” I whispered, gazing into his beautiful green eyes that seemed to sparkle like emeralds.

“Hello, handsome. How was your hunt? You get the bad guy?” He slowly withdrew, which made me chuckle.

“We did. He was delivering chicken noodle soup to me from a Jewish deli.” I moved to take him back inside me.

“Did you eat the soup? Was it good?” He pulled back and slid back inside me, pegging my prostate and making me gasp.

I wrapped my legs around his hips. “I did. It coulda used a little more salt, but it wasn’t bad.”

“I’ve never had—” Sawyer finally broke and began fucking me in earnest, which was exactly what I wanted.

Sloppy devouring kisses told the story of how much we’d missed each other. Roaming hands longing to touch every inch of exposed skin. Tender moans as we rode the wave of pleasure. Our lovemaking took my breath away.

“Fuck!”

“Yeah, fuck!”

We laughed as Sawyer pounded me into the mattress. I was sure I’d be walking funny the next day, but I didn’t give a flying fuck. I had the man I loved in my arms, and my world was right.

A few minutes later after we’d drained each other, Sawyer rolled to his back, carefully removed the condom, and tied it off before tossing it on the carpet. He reached for me.

“I’m covered in cum.” We both laughed because it wasn’t a joke.

“Let’s worry about that in an hour. Do you have to go into the office?” Sawyer gently pushed hair off my forehead, and for a moment, I felt like I was back in high school with the boy I gave my virginity to. He was sweet, and we weren’t in love, but that gesture reminded me of the good inside some men. It was important to me that Sawyer had that good inside him.

“No. We got in around two, dropped Crow at CCDC, and I fell into bed about four. I won’t be expected to show until this afternoon. How about you, sugar?”

Sawyer moved me into his arms with my head on his strong shoulder. “I couldn’t sleep once I saw your message. I tried to give you time to rest, but I wanted to be with you. This is exactly what I dreamed about before you texted me.”

I laughed. “I’m glad you didn’t wait. How’s it going with Mr. Middleton?”

Sawyer sighed. “TJ’s taking care of him, mostly, but I’ve got someone lined up to help. One of the Cowboys—well, you need to meet everyone. We have two female members, the Rey twins. They’re great women. Mina is married to Gina, and Miri has a new girlfriend, Tanya.

“Tanya’s mother is a former home health nurse, and I’m hoping she’ll help Mr. Middleton get acclimated to my place until he goes to stay with my folks. I’m wondering if she’ll be able to travel to San Diego and help Mr. Middleton while he’s staying there. I don’t want to put too much strain on my mom. The only way to keep the Scorpions or the Viper Kings away from the old man is to hide him.” Sawyer’s fingers danced down my spine, bringing goose bumps to the surface.

I propped up to stare at him. “Do you think TJ will be okay with that? With you sending his grandfather to San Diego?”

Sawyer gently rolled me to my back and hovered over me. “Do you think that’s a bad idea? Should I think about doing something else?”

I could see he was serious, asking my opinion and wanting an honest answer. I reached to graze my fingers over his cheek. “I think you need to ask yourself what you’d do if I wasn’t in the picture. I think there are rules your club has in place for handling things like this, and you don’t need to worry about what I think. I believe you need to do what your club deems is appropriate since you took over from your father.”

He studied me for a moment. “And if I do that, will you leave me?”

“Sawyer, sugar, I don’t plan to leave you for any reason, but if you’re worried about anything like that, then don’t tell me how you handle it. Don’t tell me anything, and I’ll never ask you a question about your club business.”

“Can you live with that? Without me telling you what’s going on in my life?” The beautiful man was concerned.

“I will do everything I can to support you. You’re my partner, and I love you. We are in this together.” I kissed the middle of his chest to hit home my statement.

We settled into the bed and went back to sleep, and when I woke at noon, Sawyer was behind me, his arms around me with his warm breath on my neck. I wasn’t used to being the little spoon, but it was a fantastic feeling.

Unfortunately, I needed to pee, so I turned in his arms and smiled because he was already awake. “How long have you been awake?”

“I don’t know. A few hours, but I like watching you sleep. You make these cute little sounds.”

I felt my face flush, and I laughed. “Probably snoring.”

Sawyer kissed my forehead, my nose, and my lips. “I don’t care. I love you.”

My heart grew wings. I hoped I would never come down from the clouds.