Kidnapped at the Gun Show [Ransomed Hearts] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Lavender Daye Read Free Book Online

had to come clean about her need to be in Dallas Tuesday morning. Afterwards, they might not want to see her again. Honestly, she couldn’t blame them. No one wanted trouble dumped on their doorstep.
    Someone knocked on the door and, blessedly, whichever one it was had the integrity to wait for her to answer. Sara considered refusing to talk, but they were snowed in, so what was the point? She had nowhere to go.
    “Come in.”
    The door opened an inch and stopped. Sara had the funniest feeling the man on the other side was expecting her to throw something at him.
    The door opened enough for Kale to stick his head inside. “You ready to talk?”
    “What are my choices?” she asked. “Never mind. Come in.”
    Kale left the door open and sat on the bed. “I’m hoping you’ll give us a chance.”
    Sara waited. She didn’t want to argue, but he needed to convince her before she agreed to anything.
    “My job often requires travel, and if it were just the two of us, there would be times you’d be alone. With Riley as part of our relationship, I’ll always know you’re taken care of, protected.”
    “We never got around to talking about your career. What exactly do you do these days?”
    “I work for the Justice Department, in their cyber-crimes unit.”
    She stared, waiting for him to realize his statement was as clear as mud. After a few minutes, he sighed.
    “FBI. I travel around, doing forensic investigations on seized computers.”
    “You’re an FBI agent? I thought you were looking for a job within state government.”
    “I did, but a recruiter suggested I also apply at the Bureau, and after what happened with us, it seemed like a good way to start fresh. But I couldn’t forget you.”
    “How did you meet Riley?” she asked. He was finally talking, and she didn’t want to give him time to close up on her. She needed information.
    “I ended up in the Austin office, and I met Riley at a club, a private club that caters to men like us.”
    “Sexual deviants?”
    He actually laughed, a pleasant sound that eased her tension. If he could laugh about his sexuality, it couldn’t be too bad.
    “We’re not deviants. I just feel more in control of my emotions when I know the woman I love is taken care of when I’m not around. I wouldn’t want you to feel cheated or lonely when I’m away.”
    “Is that the only reason you have for this thing you want from me?” she asked.
    “No. There are lots of other reasons, too many to cover in one sitting.” Kale stretched his arms, settled them across his knees and leaned over, hiding his face from her. “You know how I grew up.”
    Sara hadn’t given it much thought, considering the conversation, but she knew what he meant. Her hand crept over to rest on his shoulder.
    “She wasn’t happy, Sara, and it was because Dad left. She kept trying to find her happy place but always looked in the wrong place—wrong man, wrong bottle, whatever.”
    “I remember.”
    “Yeah, well. This way, I won’t worry about you not having what you need. One or both of us will always be there for you.”
    Crying in front of him was out of the question. He wouldn’t appreciate the sentiment or the tears. But it was hard to keep dry eyes at the moment. Understanding seeped in, even if it wasn’t what she’d expected. Love and fear do strange things to some people.
    “I’ll think about it, okay?” she sighed. “No pressure.”
    “Can’t ask for more right now. I know we sprang this on you. I’m sorry.”
    Kale reached out to hug her, and she let him.
    “Riley’s warming up breakfast. You didn’t eat much.”
    He stood and pulled her to her feet.
    Sara laughed. “Maybe if I stuff myself, I’ll get so fat you won’t want me.”
    “Woman, you are out of your mind. Chubby or skinny, it doesn’t matter. I love you.”
    “Riley might disagree,” she said as they started down the hall.
    “Honey, you have no idea how quickly you can wrap that man around your little