Tempting the Crown (The Crown 1)

“You collected evidence against me? Against your own family?”

Abby nodded. “You wanted me to be hacker. Don’t you remember? You created this little skill I have.”

“But you’re using it against me? You’re turning on me?”

“It’s all there, Cal. And if something happens to me, or to one of them there are plenty of copies that can be discovered that will incriminate you. You’ll be in prison the rest of your life.”

He looked at her and then his eyes flicked to Deacon and Cole. “Fuck.”

Deacon collected the drive from the coffee table. “We’ll take this as one of the insurance pieces that you aren’t going to release that story about Abby.”

Cal turned his head, ignoring the three of them.

“Let’s go.” Abby feathered her fingers through Deacon’s strong hands and then Cole’s. “I want to go home.”

They followed her outside, closing the door to the compound behind them.

Abby felt her knees buckle, but Deacon held her steady. “I think you better ride home with me, sweetheart. Cole can drive your car.”

“Of course.” Cole looked for her keys.

He buckled her in the front seat as Deacon stuck the key in the ignition. She looked at them. “That drive is blank.”

“What the fuck?” Deacon stammered.

“I had to think of something. It was all I could come up with.”

Cole laughed so hard he almost hit the top of his head on the inside roof of the car. “You are the smartest woman I know, Abby.”

She bit the inside of her cheek. “I can hack him now and get the insurance policy. If you want, I can do it?”

Deacon shook his head. “I think he’s scared shitless. We’ll worry about that later if we have to. I have a feeling he isn’t going to bother any of us.”

Cole kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll see you at the house.”

“I’ve got a meeting.” She remembered the design team expected to see more details about Soar.

Cole shook his head. “No. The three of us are taking the rest of the day off.”

“And doing what?” she asked.

Deacon’s hand squeezed her thigh. “What we do best.” He winked.

Epilogue

Four months later

Abby stretched her arms overhead, reveling in the softness of the bed. She realized the bed was empty. She sat forward, letting the sheet fall from her bare chest. She looked at her breasts. They were huge. Rounder and fuller than they’d ever been.

She strained her ears to listen for Deacon or Cole, but the master suite was quiet.

She sank into the pillows letting her hands fall to her belly. It was round. She caressed the gentle slope, whispering.

“Your daddies are here somewhere.” She grinned. “I bet they went to get us breakfast.” She was suddenly starving.

It seemed to be how she started the day. Now that the morning sickness had eased up, Abby loved waking up and feeling how different her body was. It brimmed with life. She had never felt more sensual or alive.

The door creaked open. She smiled when she saw Deacon.