Chapter 353

“Where is she?”

A muscle was flicking in his cheek as he stared intently at the huge block of a man in front of him.

“She is in the nursery, I checked on her a while ago, she fell asleep with Connor in the rocking chair. Nick is outside the nursery, I’m going to do a ground check with the guards. If you’ll excuse me?”

Jon slapped him on the back.

“Thanks Joe. You don’t know how much I appreciate all you guys have done for me and my family.”

He found her in the nursery just as Joe described, Nick was standing outside, keeping an eye on the woman and babies inside.

The vulnerable look in her face, even in sleep, tucked at his heartstrings. The baby was contented in his mother’s arms, Cheyenne had dark circles under her eyes, her face a grey pallor.

He bent down next to the chair, stroking his knuckles softly over her cheek. She was his life and seeing her suffer like this drove him to the brink of violence and insanity. He was so sure that he would kill Mark with his bare hands if he ever got the chance to meet him again, the investigators haven’t found him yet, but if he should ever find out where he was, he would make sure that Mark would never ever be able to threaten his family.

The fact that he took the sleeping Connor from her without her making a slight movement, hit home just how badly she had been suffering since se found out about Mark. She was acting so bravely, in the meantime she was fighting her demons in the privacy of her own mind.

The moment he slipped his arms underneath her to pick her up, her body snapped like a tightly drawn bow.

“Shhh baby. I’m home. I’m gonna to take care of you now.”

“You’re back!”

Her sleep flushed face turned into a soft smile as she blinked sleepily at him, her arms wounding around his neck, her nose buried into his neck as she smelled his scent that was his alone.

Despite her frail state, he felt his body coming to life, his manhood stiffening as he felt her breathing his scent, her soft womanly curves melting into him. A flick of her moist tongue drew a groan from his lips.

“Do you know what you do to me?”

“Uh huh.”

“You need your rest, sweetheart….oh God baby, don’t’ do that!”

Her tongue had worked its way inside the tender flesh of his ear the sudden nip on his earlobe, send frissions of pleasure through his veins.

“I don’t need sleep….I need you.”

He kicked the slightly closed door, walking in he closed his eyes for a second. Sucking in some much needed breath. How in the hell could he deny her what she so sweetly pleaded for?