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She heard his footsteps slowly walking away and she stood staring down at her sleeping son. Egan was so beautiful with the flash of red hair, the sprinkling of freckles and his little cheeks which were still chubby, not completely losing all their baby fat as of yet. He was smart, smarter than most of the kids in his class which only made him stand out a bit more to the others, but his personality was usually a friendly one and he made jokes all the time which kept his classmates laughing, much to his teacher’s annoyance. He was the class clown, well liked and he made good friends in his class. The guilt from tearing him from them sat heavy in her chest. She wondered if she’d stayed in Calgary, would Kiefer have found her? She knew the answer but the self-condemnation for usurping her son’s life out of her own terror was real. She wiped a bitter tear off her cheek and then stroked his soft little cheek and whispered softly.
“I will die to keep you safe, Egan. Mommy loves you so much,” she bent down and pressed a kiss to his temple as her throat clogged with tears which wanted to pour from her soul.
“He is safe here,” Kiefer’s voice spoke from the doorway,
She ignored him and began moving again to undress the child. She realized there was a streak of barbecue sauce at his neck and gave a laugh. She moved to the attached bathroom and found a facecloth and towel. Wetting the washcloth, she brought it back to quickly wipe Egan down and noted the overnight bag was
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placed on the end of the bed and Kiefer was rifling through it. She took the pajamas he held out from his outstretched fingers and slipped the boy into him.
“He’s really out,” Kiefer gave a chuckle as the boy flopped like a ragdoll in his mother’s grip. “I’d give a mint to be able to sleep so sound.”
Genesis didn’t reply, simple continued her tasks of putting her son to bed and then moved to adjust some pillows on the side of the bed to ensure he didn’t fall from it. She was going to sleep on one side of him but sometimes he rolled away from her.
“Where is my bag?” she finally broke her silence. “I asked for it to be brought here.”
“It’s in your room. This is his room.”
She quickly tucked a pillow beside Egan before moving to throw the towels into the bathroom and then storming in the direction of Kiefer’s bedroom. She felt him trailing her, but she forced herself not to respond to the lazy way he stalked her from room to room. Finding her bag on the end of the bed in Kiefer’s bedroom, she grabbed it, went into the ensuite bathroom, and closed the door with a quiet click. Perhaps if he thought she was giving in already to sleep there, he would give her enough space. she could get back down the hall to Egan.
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pair of flannel pjs and then yanked the door open to find Kiefer sitting sadly on the end of the bed with his hands folded between his knees, his eyes focused on the bathroom door she came through. His eyes met hers and she immediately looked away and wordlessly she walked out of the room.
“Gen. No.” his voice called after her. “We need to talk.”
She was in the other bedroom and in the bed with Egan before Kiefer even caught up to her and she wrapped her arms around and under the boy and gave a blissful sigh of contentment as Egan snuggled tight into her. In his sleep he was clinging to her, and she felt the tears leak from the corners of her eyes as his little hands clutched her waist and gripped her shirt.
“I love you, my little man.” She whispered into his hair as she waited, with her eyes squeezed shut, for Kiefer to try to pull her from the bed. The sound of Kiefer leaving the room made her sigh with relief and she pressed her lips shut and struggled to keep the sobs from billowing up.
She was almost asleep when she heard the footsteps coming back. Now what? Aghast, she opened her eyes when she felt movement on the other side of Egan, Kiefer moving the pillows aside and climbing into the bed with them.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
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room for one person who swears so much in this house, and I claim the right to be the one who gets to drop fuck bombs all the time. Stop swearing. I told you years ago there is only one place I want to hear filth from your lips and since our son is tucked between us, now isn’t the time.”
Memories of Kiefer telling her to talk dirty to him in their bed flitted to the surface and she batted it away furiously. “Leave.”
“No. We will no longer be leaving you unattended Genesis. If I’m not right here, Tadgh will be. We discussed this at length, and we failed you. Each of us with our own jealousy messed up and we realize we’re better for you together than separate. Moving forward, he will be your personal guard.”
“He and Jerren are your personal guards.”
“Not anymore. Changes are made. You do not ever sleep alone again because
“Because you need him to cover off for you when you’re off fucking Laoise or some other whore you might have hidden away?”
“Genesis, I have not slept with another woman from the minute I saw you in Dublin.” He lifted up on one elbow. “Not once.”
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