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236 pages, Paperback
First published February 2, 2015
Full Definition of circuitous
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: having a circular or winding course, a circuitous route.
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Can Contain Spoilers*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“You’ll be okay,” Dex said, smiling when Sloane turned his head so he could nuzzle Dex’s hand. He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh.
“Stay.”
Dex felt a lump in his throat. “I’m not going anywhere,” he promised.
Sloane hummed before nodding again. “Good. Need you.” His features softened as he drifted off, but not before he said one more word. “Always.”
“Yeah. I’m sorry. How about on the way home I pick up some dinner for us?”
Sloane nodded. “Call me?” Did he sound needy? Fuck it, he was injured. He was needy. His partner—who had promised to take care of him—should be here with him, especially since he was supposed to be on leave. God, he did sound needy. Screw it. He’d almost been killed. He reserved the right to be a big baby and want his partner to coddle him, God damn it. Wasn’t that what boyfriends did? If they didn’t, they should. His should. It was seriously time for another nap.
Maddock stormed in, nostrils flaring, dark eyes pinning them to the spot. Behind him the door opened, and Dex ran in. He dramatically threw himself in front of Sloane.
“But Daddy, I love him!”
Maddock rolled his eyes. “Yeah, all right there, Pocahontas. Get lost.”
“Damn.” Dex turned and patted Sloane’s cheek. “I’m sorry, babe. You’re on your own.” He gave Sloane’s lips a sweet kiss. “Love you.” Then bolted from the room like it was on fire.
“Coward!” Sloane called out.
“Did you call my boy a coward?” Maddock asked.
Sloane held a hand up. “In the most loving way possible.” He tried to give Maddock his most charming smile. Maddock’s frown deepened, and Sloane leaned over to whisper at Ash.
“On second thought. Pray.”
“They never caught them you know.” “Who?” What on earth was his partner talking about? Was he talking in his sleep? “The men who killed my parents.” “Oh, Dex….” Sloane placed a kiss to Dex’s brow. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
"Dex! It's Old Besty!"
Maddock stormed in, nostrils flaring, dark eyes pinning them to the spot. Behind him the door opened, and Dex ran in. He dramatically threw himself in front of Sloane.
“But Daddy, I love him!”
Maddock rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, all right there, Pocahontas. Get lost.”
“Damn.” Dex turned and patted Sloane’s cheek. “I’m sorry, babe. You’re on your own.”