guys with guns blazing. I just need to collect a little more proof, and as long as they don’t know I’m back in town, it shouldn’t be too dangerous. In the last week, I’ve learned how to lay low, disguise myself. Maybe I’ll hire a PI in L.A. to help me. I’ll think of something. I’m not stupid.”
Tyler stalked even closer. “Being too brave for the situation is. Goddamn it, I’m angry with you right now.”
“Because I’m leaving you with a kid you don’t know and aren’t prepared for? Forgive me, but I don’t have more appealing options. Even if he’s your son, do you think it was easy to come here and ask for your help?”
As soon as she said the words, she knew she was being unfair. Nothing he’d said or done since she’d arrived indicated he was less than thrilled with having Seth here. But the alternative, admitting that Tyler’s anger was wrapped up in concern for her, was too sweet to bear. A tiny part of her would love to lean on him and let him fix all her problems. She couldn’t do that to him.
“
What?
I’m happy Seth is here.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I’m just . . . so tired. I haven’t slept in days.” And she was making a bad situation worse. That had to stop. No one liked a bitch.
“Damn straight. I wish to fuck you’d come here about . . . oh, twenty-three months ago. What I’m saying is that, even if you think you’re just fact-finding, it’s potentially dangerous. You’re not equipped for the kind of threat you’re going to be facing. You need to let Deke and Kimber or Luc and Alyssa keep Seth while I go with you to fight these fuckers.”
It was so tempting to give in and have his strong, comforting presence beside her. But she couldn’t accomplish her task if she was worried about Seth. Tyler might be a playboy, but he was also a protector. No way would he let anything happen to their son, and that would give her the reassurance and strength to do what she must.
“Please, let me go. I know best, really. If you’ll just . . . do this for me—”
“You mean leave you now when you need me most, just like I did after I touched every inch of your body and got deeper inside you than any man ever has? Leave again, simply because you asked me to? Because you think you know best?”
Tyler advanced even closer, and suddenly, his bedroom door was at her back. He planted both of his large hands on either side of her head and leaned in. Her heart picked up speed viciously. That woodsy, testosterone-oozing scent swamped Delaney, and her legs trembled beneath her. She flattened herself against the door . . . but Tyler kept coming closer, leaning in, his green gaze darkening, drilling into her.
“How well do you think me listening to you worked out last time?” he challenged.
Terribly. Eric had eventually screamed that Tyler slinking off only made him wonder how long they’d been fucking each other. Her protestations otherwise had fallen on completely deaf ears. The positive pregnancy test had been the death knell of their marriage. By then, Tyler had been long gone, and she’d missed him so much. But . . .
Delaney closed her eyes. “This is different.”
“Yeah. It’s worse. Seth could lose you for the rest of his little life.
I
could lose you forever instead of for two years. Not happening, angel. Last time I saw you, I listened to you about everything. This time? It’s my way.”
Tyler cradled her face in his big hands. His stare zeroed in on her mouth. He pressed the length of his body against hers. The thin T-shirt she wore did nothing to protect her from the blistering heat of his body. He notched his heavy, steely erection against her mound. Delaney’s heart stuttered.
And then his lips hovered right above hers, his head cocking to the side as his gaze ensnared her. He lowered his mouth so, so close. She curled her fingers into fists at her sides so that she didn’t wrap her arms around him, her legs around him, and beg for
Tyler stalked even closer. “Being too brave for the situation is. Goddamn it, I’m angry with you right now.”
“Because I’m leaving you with a kid you don’t know and aren’t prepared for? Forgive me, but I don’t have more appealing options. Even if he’s your son, do you think it was easy to come here and ask for your help?”
As soon as she said the words, she knew she was being unfair. Nothing he’d said or done since she’d arrived indicated he was less than thrilled with having Seth here. But the alternative, admitting that Tyler’s anger was wrapped up in concern for her, was too sweet to bear. A tiny part of her would love to lean on him and let him fix all her problems. She couldn’t do that to him.
“
What?
I’m happy Seth is here.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I’m just . . . so tired. I haven’t slept in days.” And she was making a bad situation worse. That had to stop. No one liked a bitch.
“Damn straight. I wish to fuck you’d come here about . . . oh, twenty-three months ago. What I’m saying is that, even if you think you’re just fact-finding, it’s potentially dangerous. You’re not equipped for the kind of threat you’re going to be facing. You need to let Deke and Kimber or Luc and Alyssa keep Seth while I go with you to fight these fuckers.”
It was so tempting to give in and have his strong, comforting presence beside her. But she couldn’t accomplish her task if she was worried about Seth. Tyler might be a playboy, but he was also a protector. No way would he let anything happen to their son, and that would give her the reassurance and strength to do what she must.
“Please, let me go. I know best, really. If you’ll just . . . do this for me—”
“You mean leave you now when you need me most, just like I did after I touched every inch of your body and got deeper inside you than any man ever has? Leave again, simply because you asked me to? Because you think you know best?”
Tyler advanced even closer, and suddenly, his bedroom door was at her back. He planted both of his large hands on either side of her head and leaned in. Her heart picked up speed viciously. That woodsy, testosterone-oozing scent swamped Delaney, and her legs trembled beneath her. She flattened herself against the door . . . but Tyler kept coming closer, leaning in, his green gaze darkening, drilling into her.
“How well do you think me listening to you worked out last time?” he challenged.
Terribly. Eric had eventually screamed that Tyler slinking off only made him wonder how long they’d been fucking each other. Her protestations otherwise had fallen on completely deaf ears. The positive pregnancy test had been the death knell of their marriage. By then, Tyler had been long gone, and she’d missed him so much. But . . .
Delaney closed her eyes. “This is different.”
“Yeah. It’s worse. Seth could lose you for the rest of his little life.
I
could lose you forever instead of for two years. Not happening, angel. Last time I saw you, I listened to you about everything. This time? It’s my way.”
Tyler cradled her face in his big hands. His stare zeroed in on her mouth. He pressed the length of his body against hers. The thin T-shirt she wore did nothing to protect her from the blistering heat of his body. He notched his heavy, steely erection against her mound. Delaney’s heart stuttered.
And then his lips hovered right above hers, his head cocking to the side as his gaze ensnared her. He lowered his mouth so, so close. She curled her fingers into fists at her sides so that she didn’t wrap her arms around him, her legs around him, and beg for
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