look happy about it, but did they really have a choice?
“No,” Peter said stubbornly. “We’ll figure it out without upsetting Mikayla.”
“Fine,” John said, feeling caught between protecting the woman they loved and needing to know the truth. “We won’t ask her unless Jessie manages to get a court date before we can figure it out.”
His brothers nodded in agreement.
* * * *
“Time to feed you,” Ryan said as he rolled off the bed and offered Mikayla a hand up.
“What time is it?” she asked, still feeling very relaxed and lethargic.
“Dinner time,” Ty said with a wink. “Although considering that it’s Peter’s turn to cook, we’re considering renaming it to ‘inedible, jaw-breaking, unidentifiable-goo-on-a-plate’ time.”
She giggled quietly but didn’t say a word. As much as she loved him, Peter really was an awful cook, and she sincerely hoped there never came a day when they had to rely on his culinary skills to keep them alive.
Mikayla barely made it to her feet before Ty lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. “I missed you, darlin’,” he said as he lowered her to sit on the vanity while Ryan adjusted the water temperature in the shower.
“I missed you, too, but didn’t we already have a shower?”
“That one didn’t count,” Ty said as he pulled her close and kissed her breathless.
When she could finally get her voice working, she nodded in agreement. Was there such thing as too clean?
“Anything interesting happen while I was away?” she asked, as Ryan fiddled with the water pressure and Ty gathered some towels.
“Not really,” Ryan said in a suspiciously neutral tone. She glared at him a moment before turning his answer into a question.
“Not really?” she asked, waiting for one of them to expand on the non-answer.
“Well,” Ty said, shrugging casually, “we did have to untangle a raider who got stuck in a tree.” Almost as if he was warming to the diversionary story, he smiled and began to fill in details. Mikayla winced when she heard what part of the poor man had been held captive by a tree knot.
“Anything else?” Mikayla asked when Ty finally finished his story.
“I wonder if the others would notice if I kept you in my bed all week,” Ty said, obviously avoiding answering her question. She kissed him, ready to demand a real answer, but then reality intruded, and she wondered if she really wanted to know. Uncomfortable with the self-revelation, she tried not to overthink it as she took the coward’s way out and stuck with the current topic.
“As much as I love the idea, I’m certain that your brothers would not only notice but probably be a tad upset.” Completely pissed would be closer to the mark, but Ryan and Ty managed to look crestfallen all the same. “Besides,” she added, trying to ignore their feigned miserable expressions. “I’ll be back in the lab tomorrow.” They both brightened considerably.
“That’s true,” Ryan said with a wicked expression, “we’ll need to find time for several coffee breaks.” Mikayla rolled her eyes at his lascivious expression and waggling eyebrows.
“True,” she said, already looking forward to doing some actual work tomorrow,
She laughed happily as Ty lifted her and the three of them managed to step into the shower stall together. Within moments, she was on the verge of climax, and by the time they’d finished making love to her again, they were very late for dinner.
* * * *
“They’re hiding something from me,” Mikayla said to Tracey over the subspace communicator several days later.
“Maybe it was just them excited for you to be back,” she said thoughtfully, “but knowing how much they worry about you, I think you’re right. It’s probably more than that.”
Mikayla nodded as she slid onto the chair in front of the screen. “Trouble is I don’t think I want to know.”
“Mikayla,” Tracey said, sounding concerned. “Do you have any idea
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