home.”
“ I sometimes want to sleep
in my home,” Samantha said. “Sometimes I need my space.”
“ I like that about you,”
He smiled at her.
“ Can I ask how Wyatt is?”
Samantha asked. “Were you successful?”
“ He’s asleep,” Raz said.
“Max is with him. Alex thinks she got most of it out of him –
missions, training, when it started, who was involved – and helped
him break through the barrier to this other part of himself. He has
a few tools to help get him through rough patches. Max will work
with him. Alex too. He really loves Max; Wyatt does. He’s
so . . . masculine . . .”
“ Butch,” Samantha
said.
“ Tough soldier,” Raz said.
“And he loves Max. I hate to admit it, but it’s lovely to
see.”
“ Why do you hate to admit
it?” Samantha asked.
“ Because I’m becoming an
old softy like Alex,” Raz smiled. “I’m losing my New York cop’s
edge.”
“ Maybe the New York cop
has a little softy in him,” Samantha kissed him.
“ Little?” Raz raised his
eyebrows at her. “Softy?”
Samantha
laughed.
“ You want to talk about
having a baby,” Raz said. “Can we talk about it
tomorrow?”
His eyes looked over her
silent face.
“ I guess not,” Raz sat
up.
“ I don’t want it to be a
problem,” Samantha’s words came out in a rush. “Don’t be mad. And I
know you’re tired. I just want to know.”
“ What?” he tried to smile
to ease her anxiety.
“ What’s the problem?”
Samantha asked. “Why can’t we just get pregnant?”
“ Because I had a
vasectomy,” Raz said.
“ You did?” Stunned,
Samantha leaned away to look at him.
“ All of the guys got them
on the same day,” Raz said. “Vince’s wife Emily did them. You can
ask her.”
“ All of the
guys . . . You mean Alex’s old team?”
“ The Fey Special Forces
Team,” Raz said. “Everyone except Paul. He wanted to wait until
he’d had at least one child.”
“ Why?” Samantha asked. “I
always thought that was weird, you know, that everyone banked
sperm. The Fey wives said it was Alex’s idea,
but . . . It’s pretty weird.”
“ It was a couple of
things,” Raz said. “The guys had rescued a couple of hostages whose
testicles were destroyed in one way or another.”
“ Yuck,” Samantha
said.
“ At the very least,” Raz
said. “The guys wanted to be sure they could have kids, so they
banked sperm.”
“ That makes sense, I
guess,” Samantha said. “And the vasectomies?”
“ Since Vicki
and . . . everything, I’d wanted a vasectomy,” Raz
said. “I just never got around to it. Then Alex and I worked this
weird case where this government official was hit with ten
paternity suits from women he’d never slept with. We could prove
that he was in other cities, countries, or states at the time the
women got pregnant, but the DNA tests proved they were his
children.”
“ How . . . ?” Samantha shook her
head.
“ His ex-girlfriend. Right
before she broke up with him, she started passing his sperm out to
her friends who wanted kids,” Raz said. “The crazed soon-to-be ex
read an article on the Internet that taught her how to use
non-spermicidal condoms and how to flash freeze it so that it was
still viable. That was enough to convince the guys to get
snipped.”
“ I thought it was because
they were screwing around and didn’t want to get caught,” Samantha
said.
“ The Fey Special Forces
Team?” Raz shook his head. “No way. They had the same policy we
do.”
“ What about the whole sex
in the bathroom thing?” Samantha asked.
“ You’re right,” Raz smiled
at the memory. “Mike used to egg Alex and Jesse on with his ‘sex
with redheads in the loo’ stories, but he was mostly full of it.
The rest of the married guys? No way.”
Samantha nodded and leaned
back against the hot tub. After a few minutes, she leaned forward
again.
“ Did you bank sperm?” she
asked.
“ Alex talked me into it,”
Raz nodded. “She