Chapter 89

Beau

I was sitting on the couch not reading the book in front of me. My mind a mess of thoughts of ideas of her…He walked in and snatched it off my lap.

“Hey,” it was the first word I had said to him in days. He closed and tossed the book into the armchair we didn't use.

“We need to talk or we are going to lose her,” he said

“No fucking shit batman,” I said rolling my eyes. He plopped down next to me, no animosity in his gaze.

“What if we give her what she's asking for?” he asked, plopping down next to me and leaning forward his elbows on his knees as he peered back at me.

“How the fuck is that supposed to work without me getting eaten?” I asked.

“Let me show you something,” it wasn't something I could do with just anyone, but The Beast pushed forward replaying the scene into Beau's mind.

“I think he's telling us that she needs both of us when she faces them, and with all the flirting, cuddling, and the filthy shit that's come out of your head he hasn't objected once. In fact I thi