Page 95 of Bedlam

“Name it and it’s yours, Babyboy.” I say and he laughs.

“Put the tank on. I can’t concentrate when your nipples are calling to me.” He tries to look away but can’t and I let out a laugh.

“Do we have time for some fun?” I ask and he bites his lip so hard, shaking his head no.

“Put the tank on, Jade.” He warns and I huff.

“Fine.” I say, shoving the tank over my head, sans the bra.

“You’re killing me here.” He says and I laugh again.

“I know. What’s the favor?” I ask, and he takes a deep breath.

“I need to get my sister and her kids out of the country for right now. Set them up with a new identity and as much money as I can get them to survive as new people.” He says and I nod before jumping up.

“What the fuck did The Aces do now?” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“It’s a long fucking story, but you know how it is with the women in our family. He had her under his clutches and she ran, then he found her, and now it’s a whole shit show. I need to get her out of America, like now,” he says panic-stricken, fear in his eyes.

“I can get the Jet rolling, but Ireland isn’t a safe place for her either. Oh, what aboutThe Colony?” I suggest, and he raises a brow.

“What the fuck is The Colony?” He asks and I laugh.

“A group of very dangerous fucking people who go around as a circus act, but they are really assassins. They will give them sanctuary until we can find a spot for them to live in. I have a house that’s not in my name, but in Rykers', in California that we can easily sign over to her under a new name.” I offer, and he nods.

“We can send them on a loop. If anyone is watching the IRA, we can send them on a wild goose chase. Can we just send them directly to California? Can it be that easy? I just don’t want Bentley and Dylan traumatized by all of this more than they already are.” He pleads and I nod in understanding.

“You never told me you have a niece and a nephew.” I say and he laughs.

“That’s because I didn’t fucking know until about twenty minutes ago when Isabel called me freaking out. She won’t tell me the whole story, but I can hear the fear in her voice.” He says and I get into his space, cupping his face.

“Don’t worry. We will save them. I swear, sometimes I think you were put on this earth to just save all the children,” I admit, and he laughs, gripping my hips.

“You know why I am the way I am and it will never change.” He says, brushing his nose against mine.

“Can I please get up inside you before I leave, Babygirl.” He begs and I shake my head.

“No, you’re on a mission to save the world, Babyboy. The faster you complete the mission, the faster you get to come back to me and sink this dick,” I say, grabbing his hardening cock, “Inside my wet pussy.” I whisper against his lip, biting it. He groans, grabbing a handful of my ass.

“You never play fair.” He moans as I continue to run my hand up and down his shaft.

“Go, Babyboy. Save the kids, and your sister. There’s a duffel bag full of cash. Take as much as you need and we can always wire her the rest under her new name or we can make it look like she works for one of the many businesses and pay her weekly, so it looks legitimate.” I suggest, and he lifts me up by my thighs and throws me onto the bed, but before he can climb on top of me, I roll over and hop up off the bed.

“Uh uh, Mr. Spade. Not happening. You get rewarded when you come home.” I warn and his eyes narrow with hunger as we play this little game of chase.

“You know I love to hunt, baby,” he says as my door opens and in walks Caveman.

“Jade, I need a moment with you, please.” He requests, which is odd because Jamie doesn't ask for shit, like ever. We both looked over at one another and burst out laughing. I grab Spade and give him a kiss, then look up at Jamie who looks worried, and that’s not a look I'm familiar with.

“What’s wrong?” I ask as Spade gives me a kiss on the forehead, leaving the room.

“Lay with me for a moment.” He asks, gesturing to the bed.

“Okay.” I say cautiously, climbing into the bed and leaning up against the headboard. He gets on the bed and slides between my legs, resting his head gently on my stomach. I run my hands through his blonde hair and he moans.

“Your touch is always so soothing. Ever since you came back, the voices have damn near gone away.” He says, and my heart flutters.

“That’s a good thing, right?” I ask.