“What’s going on? I’ve been freaking out. Jill called and said some man was all over you in the bathroom and then stole you.” My face rushes with heat knowing everyone in town is likely talking about this. The locals definitely are. In town everyone is tight knit around Healing Homes.
“I found my baby daddy,” I tease to lighten the mood. Dane turns his head, staring down at me in surprise. A giggle comes from Fawn.
“This is getting interesting,” Roman says.
“What?” I ask, meeting Dane’s dark gaze. “You are my baby daddy.”
“I should be your husband.” I suck in a breath. “I’ll be handling that soon.”
“Okay, let's hold up a second here. Do you remember anything? How did he find you? How do we know he’s not the one who put you here?”
A deep rumble comes from Dane. I can feel the rage coming off of him at the reminder that someone had hurt me.
“I don’t remember anything but—” I start, but Dane cuts me off.
“It doesn't matter what anyone thinks. She stays with me. End of discussion.” His words are harsh and filled with a warning for anyone to challenge him.
“We’re going to need to hear that from Winnie,” Roman says. He’s eerily calm.
“First of all, her fucking name is Kennedy, and second, you don’t have to hear shit.”
“You listen here you oversized giant! I’ll—" I quickly cut Fawn off before this escalates.
“I want to stay.” I push my way around Dane. He lets me but pulls me to him so my back is up against his chest in a possessive hold. “This is the most ‘me’ I’ve felt since I woke up in the hospital.”
Fawn’s face goes soft. It’s sweet she was trying to come to my rescue.
“Okay.” She gives.
I know without a doubt Dane isn’t the person that hurt me. Call me naïve or whatever, but I feel it down into my bones. From the moment he found me he has been nothing but sweet and protective.
“If there is anything you need don’t hesitate to ask. Kennedy means something to my wife, so she means something to me,” Roman says.
“I appreciate that. We’ll be staying for a while.” Dane’s words catch me off guard. I never thought about leaving here. I can tell from Fawn’s face she’s thinking the same thing. Over the past few months I’ve built a life here. I’m not sure how I feel about leaving here, and the thought of leaving Faith behind doesn’t sit well with me. I don’t mention any of those things right now. They are something Dane and I can talk about later.
“We’ll let you be alone then,” Roman says. Dane lets me go long enough to hug Fawn.
“I’ll let everyone know you’re fine. Call me if you need anything at any time,” Fawn says in my ear.
“Thank you.” Both of our eyes are watering. Freaking baby hormones. Dane and Roman shake hands having a silent conversation.
“You okay?” Dane brushes his thumb across my cheek after closing the door behind Fawn and Roman.
“Yes.” I let out a small yawn. “It’s been a lot for one day.”
“You need rest.” He takes my hand, leading me through the suite into the bedroom. He finds me a shirt to wear. “Go change.”
I think I fall a little in love with him. He knows I can be shy. I slip into the bathroom and change. When I come out, Dane is standing at the edge of the bed.
“Get in, baby.” I climb into the massive bed. The bed is like a cloud. Dane drops another kiss onto my lips.
“You’re not going to sleep?” I ask. Worry starts to fill me for some reason.
“Soon. I need to make some calls, and then I’ll come to bed. I’m not going anywhere.” I relax into the bed. For the first time ever I drift off to sleep in seconds.
8
DANE
Kennedy sleeps with her whole body wrapped around me. When I slipped into bed after making my phone calls, she migrated toward me immediately. She might not remember me yet, but her body does.
Last night was the first time in months that I actually slept more than a few hours. I know one thing. My team better find answers for me real fucking soon. I’m going to end up losing my mind.
“Dane.” Kennedy sighs my name in her sleep. She slides even closer to me. My shirt she’s wearing slides up to expose more of her toned leg as she straddles my thigh.
I close my eyes, gritting my teeth. She lets out a low moan that I know is the sound she makes when she’s turned on. My cock strains against my boxers. I almost come out of my skin and all over myself like a teenage boy having a wet dream. She is the only one that has ever caused my body to have this reaction. A primal need always comes out of me when she’s near, making me want to have her in all ways. It’s always there simmering under the surface. It often makes me feel more animal than man.