But all he saw was her nipple, tight and hard and demanding his attention. “You want me.”
She looked at him. “Yes. But I need to see Oscar.”
“Your son?” he asked, watching the love in her smile.
She nodded.
“Then let’s go.” He pushed off the bed, groaning at the vision she made. Her body was flushed, bearing several patches of darkened skin where he’d sucked too hard too long. And damn, but he’d do it again. Her hair was a mess, and she looked beautiful. “One more time?”
She shook her head, her eyes going wide. “Seriously?”
He looked down at the evidence of his arousal. “Seriously.”
She sat up, her hand clasping him—
“Mr. Dean?” Brown called through the door. “You have a phone call.”
Jessa jumped back, burrowing under the covers. Finn laughed. “Coming,” he answered.
Jessa threw a pillow at him. “You take your phone call. I’ll take a shower—”
“What if I like you all sweaty and smelling like me?”
Her cheeks were red, but she looked him in the eye and said, “Then you’ll have to do it again, later.”
He tugged up his boxers. “Deal.” Then he headed through the connecting door into Brown’s room.
“It’s Hollis,” Brown said, offering him the phone.
“Where is your phone?” Hollis snapped.
“In Jessa’s room. Why?” he snapped back. “What’s wrong?”
“Is it charged?” Hollis sighed. “Never mind. You need to move. Now. Cyrus has been spotted in San Francisco. He’s with two others, a man and a woman. From the looks of it, the woman might be Brown’s daughter. Tess Brown was the name used to rent a car.”
He ran a hand over his head. Brown’s daughter was with the Others. She’d have to be if she was still alive. But how would Brown take the news that his daughter was a werewolf? And she was coming, tracking Jessa. Brown was a professional, ex-military, never questioning orders and loyal to Finn. But this was his daughter—the whole reason he’d stayed with Finn and his pack. “We’ll leave. Any other movement?”
“They’re in San Antonio,” Hollis broke off. “There was a break-in at the Talbot house. The place was searched and ripped apart.”
Finn sat, his knees going out. “Are her brothers okay?” Jessa would never forgive him if her brothers were infected.
“No contact has been made. Gentry is installing some audio and video feeds on the premises.”
Gentry was a friend of Brown’s, also ex-military. Where Brown had a personal reason for remaining loyal to Finn and his pack, Gentry enjoyed the steady paycheck, the intrigue, and the occasional adrenaline rush that came with his work. Finn appreciated his attention to detail. “Let me know what he finds.” Jessa’s family didn’t deserve to be sucked into this shit.
Unease twisted his gut. Dammit.
He stood. “I’ll head there now.” If the Others were sniffing around San Antonio, Jessa and Oscar shouldn’t go there. “Take Oscar to the safe house in Maine. I’ll send Brown and Jessa to meet you there. Anders and Dante, too. I’ll get Mal to come with me.” At least Jessa would be with Oscar again. That would ease his mind.
“Got it. Find your phone,” Hollis snapped before hanging up.
“I’m taking Miss Talbot to Maine?” Brown asked.
Finn stared at him. He had a choice to make. “Yes,” he said. “We have a tail.”
Brown’s gray eyes met his. “Cyrus?”
Finn nodded.