Duck's Salvation (Satan's Legacy MC Book 4) by Andi Rhodes

Author:Andi Rhodes [Rhodes, Andi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Journey Publishing
Published: 2022-11-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Grace

My body aches, so I shift in my bed, but my eyes fly open when it’s leather I feel against my skin and not the cotton-poly blend of sheets. For a moment, I forget where I am, but when my eyes land on a crib, it hits me that I’m in Daisy’s nursery.

Daisy!

I must have fallen asleep with her on my chest, but she’s not there now. I shoot to my feet and cross to the crib, expecting to see her there, but it’s empty. It’s dark out, so I must not have slept that long, but where the hell is Daisy?

I race out of the nursery and down the hall but slide to a halt when my sock covered feet hit the hardwood floor of the living room. Duck is sitting on the couch, and he’s feeding Daisy a bottle. The television is tuned into some infomercial about cookware and the entire scene is very… domestic.

Duck must sense I’m here, or he heard me come barreling down the hall, because he twists his head around to look at me. I expect him to say something, but instead, he remains quiet. In the faint light that the television casts over the room, I see his nostrils flare and his biceps flex.

He clears his throat. “You’re awake.”

Unable to speak, I nod.

“You, uh, might want to put a shirt on,” he says weakly.

I glance down at myself only to be reminded that I had taken my shirt off before settling into the recliner with Daisy. My simple bra does nothing to cover the evidence of how seeing him affects me. I cross my arms over my pebbled nipples.

Without a word, I turn on my heel and head to my room to put a shirt on. I settle on a tee and hoodie, but I also take my bra off. It’s the middle of the night and bras weren’t made to wear twenty-four-seven.

By the time I return to the living room, Duck has finished feeding Daisy. The empty bottle is sitting on the coffee table and he’s pacing while he tries to burp her. I take the few seconds his back is turned to me and admire the view.

A pair of low-slung sweats rest at his hips and there’s no hint of boxers, or anything for that matter, beneath. He’s not wearing a shirt and his feet are bare. My stomach does a little flip-flop, and I have to clench my thighs together and remind my inner hussy that we’re not here to get laid. We’re here to do a job.

“Looks like that should be illegal,” I mumble to myself.

“What?” Duck asks when he’s facing me.

“What? Huh?” I frantically shake my head. “Nothing.” I move to the couch and sit down, hugging a pillow to my chest. “So, how’d business go?”

At that, Duck’s face morphs from contentment to fury. “Fine.”

“Your words say one thing but your face…” I wave a circle in the air. “It says something else entirely.”

“I can’t talk about it,” he grates out.

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