Bad Bad Bear Dad: A Fated Mate Romance by Amelia Jade

Author:Amelia Jade [Jade, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Gray

The following morning, after an evening of pizza and adult activities, which included more than just watching TV, he was forced to depart with a promise that he would visit again very soon. Not that night, but soon.

The grin followed him into the embassy.

“Morning Hector!” he called across the lobby to one of the other guards, who was standing watch.

“About time you showed up. I am so ready to go home,” the other man grumbled.

Gray slapped him a high five as he passed. “Yeah, I’ll bet. Too bad you still have an hour to go.”

He ignored the false complaining that trailed after him. The truth was, they loved their jobs. For the most part things were easy, they had easy hours, and their boss was a good man who treated them well. The third guard, Martin, who had replaced Charles just the other week, was less sociable with them, and also a lot newer, but even he was more than bearable.

Hah. Bearable.

“Morning, boss,” he boomed, striding into Andrew’s office after giving the closed door a swift knock.

“Close it.”

Gray’s jovial mood fled as he shut the door and took a seat. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing new. But I just don’t want the others to hear or listen in. This is for your eyes only.”

He said nothing, but his alertness notched up a level. What could Andrew possibly have that wasn’t new, but was for his eyes only? He wasn’t aware of anything coming in.

“Sure,” he agreed. “What have you got?”

Andrew pushed a dark gray file folder across the table at him. It was fairly thin, but there were still several papers obviously lodged within. When a lift of his eyebrows got him nowhere Gray picked up the folder, keeping it closed.

“How much shit am I in if I look at this?”

Andrew smiled. “Looked at what?”

Translation: A lot.

Gray nodded in understanding and without further hesitation opened the folder. Andrew wouldn’t have given it to him if he didn’t think Gray wanted to see it, or should see it. So he trusted him that it would be okay.

There was a picture of a man inside. It was taken from the waist up. He was large, his shoulders probably larger than Gray’s, with the same familiar muscle that belonged to a bear shifter. The hair on his head had once been cleanly trimmed, but in this photo it was just at the point where it started to look a little ragged and in need of another cut, but not overly unruly. The beard was day or two old stubble at most.

The man wasn’t smiling, but that was probably due to the bruises covering his face. Gray wasn’t even sure he could smile. They were so thick and plentiful that it was tough to make out his facial features behind them. He could barely see out one eye—the other was swollen shut. Then there was the way he held his arm, indicating that it had recently been broken, or perhaps a dislocated shoulder, it was tough to tell what, but he was obviously harboring some injuries.

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