Missing by KH LeMoyne

Author:KH LeMoyne [LeMoyne, KH]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Digital Crystal Presss
Published: 2015-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

Deacon made quick work of tossing the condom and cleaning up. Lena lay curled on the chaise, already asleep. They’d made love several more times, but he finally weighed the benefit of healing through sleep against healing through orgasm and turned his effort to convincing her to rest.

Hands gripping the sink, he lowered his head and took a deep breath. His woman knew her mind and her pleasure. Better yet, she didn’t fear him. He ran a hand through his hair as he straightened and returned to the chaise.

How he wished the issues with Shanae, the ferals, and the murder accusation had disappeared. He’d give his left nut to buy all of them peace for a week with nothing but time alone.

Gently, he scooped Lena into his arms and carried her to the bed, pulling the covers over her. Her hand snaked out for his, and she made a soft sound of distress as he started to draw away. Instead, he kissed her shoulder. “I won’t be gone long. Be like this when I get back.”

“Boneless?”

“At peace.”

She opened one eye. “I notice you didn’t mention sated.”

His mouth kicked up in a grin. “If I’m not done yet, I doubt you would be. But I do want you rested.”

“I would pick you over sleep.” She yawned and curled into the pillow as Deacon rose from the bed.

“You already did. Three times.” He kissed her nose. “Right now it’s a contest I’m willing to lose.”

Lena turned to her stomach. A second later, her shallow breathing proclaimed she’d fallen asleep. He cast a glance at the door and tuned in to the restless noises in the house.

Matthew’s pacing two floors above echoed like hoofbeats against Deacon’s sensitive hearing.

In the kitchen, Grizz attempted quiet, but the rolling of drawers and the whoosh of the refrigerator door echoed with his efforts to create a meal. It wouldn’t be long before they’d all need to head to the hospital and deal with worried clan members.

He pulled on his jeans and headed for the porch off the bedroom as his phone buzzed.

“Deacon, I met with your lieutenant,” Wharton said.

“Did he give you all the details you need?”

“Yes. He went through all the names again. Are you sure you don’t want Breslin here doing this?”

“No. I want him here for the time being and you digging into the medical examiner and Sanders senior’s past.”

“I got it.”

Despite the good feedback, Deacon almost wished there were some issues. Squeaky-clean seemed fabricated. People, even his own, almost preferred an underdog, someone with a black past turned to a new life. “I need you to make sure you cover every detail. This has to be thorough.”

“Marsh mentioned Sanders’s father was aware of all the deaths. He never came forward or pressed charges, and instead he closed his children’s record with Marsh. His opinions on reducing interactions with humans weren’t something he kept secret, but he didn’t interact much with anyone. I get why Hansen is confused by the discrepancies.”

“Sanders left nothing else behind?”

“No.

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