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Chapter Twenty-Two

Ian stretched out his arms and uncurled his feet as far as they would go, but he did not hit the couch. He opened his eyes and looked down, expecting Mouse to be what he had touched, but it wasn't. It was Quinn, she had pulled the oversized comforter from the bed and carried it into the living room. Covering both of them with it. Her body was curled up in the small space at the end of the couch that he had left. Her arm propped on the armrest and her head on her arm. She was sleeping peacefully in the little space there was for her. Her chest rose and fell quietly and tucked beside her was none other than Mouse himself. Curled into her, sleeping just as peacefully.

She likely had gotten scared and came in here while he was asleep, she felt safe with him, and he loved that. He knew it was his training and his job that kept her close. But for him it was beginning to be something else, and it scared him.

Mouse stretched his back out, letting out a long, loud meow and Quinn opened her eyes. Catching Ian's stare. She cleared her throat and as Mouse jumped down, she sat up.

"Were you watching me sleep?" She blinked a few times, taking in the peace in his face.

"I was only planning a murder." He retorted.

She rolled her eyes and stretched out her arms with a yawn.

"Was the king-sized bed not to your taste?"

She stiffened, slowly bringing her arms back down as she recalled the night before. Her cheeks heated and she prepared for a fight.

"It was fine." She crossed her arms over her chest and looked for anything to stare at in the room other than him.

"But being close to me was better?" His voice was playful, he woke up, took one look at her peace and acted like nothing happened. Something she was confused by.

"I'll have you know I just- I got scared."

"With me guarding the house?" He reached his arms back behind his head, his muscles tightening under the movement. He knew exactly what he was doing as he flexed.

"You make for a shitty guard dog, didn't even bark when I came in last night."

Ian grinned at her. "Do you want me to bark for you Quinn?"

Quinn rolled her eyes at him. "Like you would give up control."

"I would for you." for you was the key to that. But she ignored it.

"I'd like to see that."

Ian stood from his place on the couch, moving the blankets off of his lap and he walked to Quinn. Dropping to his knees in front of her, between her legs.

She laughed as she looked down on him. "What are you doing?"

He looked up to her with a crooked smile. "Bark."

She let out a hysterical giggle at the sight of him. Only stopping when he grabbed onto her thighs, pushing them open rapidly.

"What? Don't like the sight of me on my knees."

Any bit of laughter had left her as her body heated. Ian moved his hand down her leg, grasping hold of her calf and lifting her leg over his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed the inside of her thigh, a shiver traveled down her spine.

"I do."

He lifted her other leg over his shoulder and kissed the inside of her thigh before turning to face her pussy. He licked his lips and looked up at her.

"Are you going to make me beg for it?" He lowered his voice in submission and a knot twisted the inside of her stomach.

She smiled down at him at the change of pace.