Page 78 of Borden 3

“Emma.”

“Your cock…”

“Your pussy…”

“We sort of click, don’t we?”

He hugged her tighter. “We do.”

???

“Hawke’s coming around tomorrow,” he murmured after she had slid back into her dress. “In case you want to stop by the club for a quick word.”

“Only tomorrow?”

“In and out.”

“Business?”

He simply nodded.

“I’d love to see him. Hector and I are going to Shaunie’s in the morning.”

Borden frowned. “That’s long overdue, isn’t it?”

She shrugged, sympathetically. “Not gonna rush a grieving wife.”

Borden’s jaw tightened. “We took care of the fuck that killed Jason.”

She sighed, giving him that fucking look of nothing. “I know, but that’s not going to make it better.”

He understood that.

Still.

“Don’t let her hassle you.”

Shaunie had a big mouth on her. Jason had to put a lot of effort into quieting her down in the months leading to his death.

And once again, his death only made him think of that “lost boy” in the dungeon they took care of.

“There’s nothing we don’t know, Borden.”

“You want me to come with you?” Borden asked next.

“I got Hector,” she reminded him.

Borden watched her closely. “Since when did that ever matter?”

“Hector is fun.”

“I’m not?”

“You’ll just fuck me in the car, and we can’t have that.” She went up to her tiptoes and landed a hard kiss against his mouth. “Plus, I like that you’re missing me for once and it’s not the other way around.”

He nodded slowly as she fixed her hair. “I haven’t left, have I?”

She paused. “I noticed.”

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