Page 54 of Reckless: Chaos

“Quinn can wait five minutes.” I unzip his pants, sliding my hand inside to wrap around him. His sharp intake of breath is satisfying. “Unless you’d rather try working while Theo floods the bond again?”

On cue, another wave of pleasure hits us. Finn’s head falls back against the wall with a thud.

“Bastard knows exactly what he’s doing,” Finn grits out as I stroke him. His usual precise speech fractures. “Using her to drive us all mad.”

I catch his mouth in a bruising kiss, working him faster. His hands fist in my shirt as I take him apart right here in the hallway. When he comes with a bitten-off cry, I make sure to flood the bond with our pleasure. Let Theo feel what he started.

The answering wave of arousal nearly brings me to my knees.

“Office,” Finn manages once he catches his breath. “We have work.”

I tuck him back in his pants, already missing his warmth. “Sure you don’t want to join them?”

His eyes flick to the door, considering. But then he shakes his head. “Like you said. When we have her, it should be special. One on one first. Let Theo have this moment.”

In my office, I cut the bond completely before activating the screen behind the bookshelf. Quinn’s face appears, surrounded by empty energy drink cans.

“Sleep much?” I ask, though I already know the answer.

“Not for a matter of fact.” His bloodshot eyes narrow at us. “Location’s secure. We just need Cayenne.”

I feel Finn tense beside me. “We’re heading there now.”

Just not with her.

“You found the drive?” Quinn perks up on screen, surrounded by his wall of empty energy drinks.

“I found it.” The words taste like betrayal. “Hidden in plain sight. Magnetic chip clip on the fridge, of all places.”

Finn’s shock ripples through the bond before I shut it down. The fact that none of us spotted it earlier is almost embarrassing. Some protective pack we are.

“Good luck.” Quinn’s image blinks out, leaving us in silence.

“We’re not telling Cayenne, are we?” Finn’s voice carries resignation rather than question.

I shake my head. “Let’s go.”

“She’s going to be pissed.” His warning comes with the weight of experience. Finn knows better than most how dangerous an angry hacker can be.

“I can handle it.”

“Can you?” He adjusts his glasses, analytical mind already calculating risks. “You can’t make this choice for her.”

I round on him, alpha power bleeding into my voice. “Not her life. Not her risk to take.”

“You can’t protect her from everything.” But there’s understanding beneath his protest.

“Watch me.” I stride toward the garage, keys already in hand. “We’re taking my car.”

Finn follows without further argument, but his silence speaks volumes. We both know keeping secrets from Cayenne never ends well.

Then again, neither does letting her run headlong into danger.

When we reach the garage, Jinx is already there, leaning against my car. The feral energy rolling off him tells me exactly why.

“No,” I warn, unlocking the doors.

“Theo will keep her busy all night.” He slides into the passenger seat anyway. “And I need to get out of this house before I break down that door.”

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