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She was older than him and had endured his escapades with panache when they were growing up. And her husband was a cop.
"I wasn't in bed. What's up?"
"Everyone's okay. Nothing's happened. Well, nothing bad. But I couldn't wait until morning to check on you."
He eased into the bathroom and shut off the water, perching on the closed toilet lid. “Check on me why? Everything's fine here.” He turned toward the wall and kept his voice low, just in case Brianna came out of the bedroom.
There was a beat of silence. “They didn't tell you?"
"Apparently not."
"It's Sid Carothers."
Cable didn't need her to say more than that. “He's out."
"Yeah, he came up for parole, I guess. Frank told me he was asking around your old haunts, looking for you. And you know how vocal he was when he went to jail, about what he'd do to you when he got out. Frank just got home, or I would have called sooner."
Her husband Frank was a beat cop, one of the best, and a rare one who didn't have bigger aspirations. He'd been like a big brother to Cable when he and Alena first hooked up in high school. He'd inspired Cable to go through the academy, and had also been a big part of the fiasco that made him quit the force early on and go into the service, instead.
The fiasco that had at least put Sid Carothers in jail.
"So, what, you thought I'd be crying in my cereal or something?” he teased his sister.
"Yeah, right, and shaking all the way to school. But you don't have to cry to be bothered by something."
He shrugged. “What's to be bothered about? No one who knows where I am would tell him. And I think I can handle a piss-ant like Sid Carothers."
He listened to Alena agree through a yawn, and reached over his shoulder to scratch an itch on his back. He couldn't quite reach it, and an instant later froze as fingernails scraped over his bare back.
"I gotta go, Laney. I'll call you later this week, okay? Or call me if you hear anything I should know."
"Okay, hon. Love you."
"Love you, too."
He snapped the phone closed and pretended to relax under Brianna's ministrations. Her nails eased the itch that crawled all over his back like it was trying to avoid her, but he didn't know how much she'd heard and how much more he'd reveal if he talked first.
"Your sister?” Brie finally asked when he didn't volunteer anything.
"Yeah, down in Florida."
"It's late,” she observed, but mildly. He wasn't looking at her face so he couldn't tell if the mildness was feigned.
"Her husband's a cop. He gets home late sometimes."
"Mmm.” She switched from scratching to massaging his shoulders, leaning into him so he could tell she was as naked as he was. His cock twitched. Could he distract her?
But he was too late. She let her arms dangle over his shoulders and said, “Is someone after you, Cable?"
"Not really.” He gripped her wrists as his body reacted to her breasts against him. “An old enemy. I was a cop for a little while, and this was a guy I arrested. He's been in jail for a long time, and asked about me when he got out. But he has no clue I was a SEAL or that I'm a teacher now, so there's nothing to worry about."
Brianna leaned against Cable's back and wondered if she should believe him. Any knowledge she had of this kind of thing came from TV, and the bad guys always came after the good ones. But this wasn't TV, and from the sound of it, this guy was out of touch. He certainly wasn't going to show up tonight.
Deciding she had more immediate things to think about, she straightened as Cable stood and turned on the hot water. This was the first time she'd seen his body all at once, and it made her breath catch. He looked less massive naked, without the emphasis on his shoulders and chest. Everything was tighter than she'd ever seen on a man. His skin had no slack, and it glided over the muscles beneath as he leaned to adjust the water. His left leg came up to balance him, and her thigh twitched as his clenched.
She positioned herself so
"I wasn't in bed. What's up?"
"Everyone's okay. Nothing's happened. Well, nothing bad. But I couldn't wait until morning to check on you."
He eased into the bathroom and shut off the water, perching on the closed toilet lid. “Check on me why? Everything's fine here.” He turned toward the wall and kept his voice low, just in case Brianna came out of the bedroom.
There was a beat of silence. “They didn't tell you?"
"Apparently not."
"It's Sid Carothers."
Cable didn't need her to say more than that. “He's out."
"Yeah, he came up for parole, I guess. Frank told me he was asking around your old haunts, looking for you. And you know how vocal he was when he went to jail, about what he'd do to you when he got out. Frank just got home, or I would have called sooner."
Her husband Frank was a beat cop, one of the best, and a rare one who didn't have bigger aspirations. He'd been like a big brother to Cable when he and Alena first hooked up in high school. He'd inspired Cable to go through the academy, and had also been a big part of the fiasco that made him quit the force early on and go into the service, instead.
The fiasco that had at least put Sid Carothers in jail.
"So, what, you thought I'd be crying in my cereal or something?” he teased his sister.
"Yeah, right, and shaking all the way to school. But you don't have to cry to be bothered by something."
He shrugged. “What's to be bothered about? No one who knows where I am would tell him. And I think I can handle a piss-ant like Sid Carothers."
He listened to Alena agree through a yawn, and reached over his shoulder to scratch an itch on his back. He couldn't quite reach it, and an instant later froze as fingernails scraped over his bare back.
"I gotta go, Laney. I'll call you later this week, okay? Or call me if you hear anything I should know."
"Okay, hon. Love you."
"Love you, too."
He snapped the phone closed and pretended to relax under Brianna's ministrations. Her nails eased the itch that crawled all over his back like it was trying to avoid her, but he didn't know how much she'd heard and how much more he'd reveal if he talked first.
"Your sister?” Brie finally asked when he didn't volunteer anything.
"Yeah, down in Florida."
"It's late,” she observed, but mildly. He wasn't looking at her face so he couldn't tell if the mildness was feigned.
"Her husband's a cop. He gets home late sometimes."
"Mmm.” She switched from scratching to massaging his shoulders, leaning into him so he could tell she was as naked as he was. His cock twitched. Could he distract her?
But he was too late. She let her arms dangle over his shoulders and said, “Is someone after you, Cable?"
"Not really.” He gripped her wrists as his body reacted to her breasts against him. “An old enemy. I was a cop for a little while, and this was a guy I arrested. He's been in jail for a long time, and asked about me when he got out. But he has no clue I was a SEAL or that I'm a teacher now, so there's nothing to worry about."
Brianna leaned against Cable's back and wondered if she should believe him. Any knowledge she had of this kind of thing came from TV, and the bad guys always came after the good ones. But this wasn't TV, and from the sound of it, this guy was out of touch. He certainly wasn't going to show up tonight.
Deciding she had more immediate things to think about, she straightened as Cable stood and turned on the hot water. This was the first time she'd seen his body all at once, and it made her breath catch. He looked less massive naked, without the emphasis on his shoulders and chest. Everything was tighter than she'd ever seen on a man. His skin had no slack, and it glided over the muscles beneath as he leaned to adjust the water. His left leg came up to balance him, and her thigh twitched as his clenched.
She positioned herself so
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