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Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group)
Book: Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group) Read Online Free
Author: Sidney Bristol
Tags: romantic suspense, serial killer, sex toys, Kidnapping, fbi, SEAL hero, broken man
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Wendy wrapped her free arm around Bliss’ shoulders.
    She hugged both mother and son, burying her face in Wendy’s hair. Paul immediately took the opportunity to pull on Bliss’ ponytail, but she couldn’t care less.
    “What are you doing here? Is everything okay?” Wendy pulled back and glanced from Bliss to Travis.
    “What the hell is going on this time?” Grayson came down the stairs, followed by another man in a suit.
    “Mr. Horton, I’m Supervisory Special Agent Connor Mullins.” He extended his hand.
    “Bliss?” Wendy pitched her voice low, watching the men grumble and growl at each other.
    “Come in here.” Bliss dragged Wendy into what she guessed would be someone’s office someday.
    “Have you seen Mom and Dad?”
    “Yes, they’re at the station.”
    “Oh, good. How are you?” Wendy cupped Bliss’ cheek.
    “I’m okay. You look—good.”
    “I feel good.” She absently stroked Paul’s face and let him grasp hold of her finger.
    “Yeah?”
    “It’s like...I woke up.” Wendy tilted her head to the side and stared at the floor. “It’s almost like I’ve been asleep, and what happened—it made me realize I want to live. I don’t want to be who I was letting myself be. It was awful and terrible and...I can barely sleep, but I feel like I’ve got my life back.”
    “That’s good. That’s really good.” Bliss could hardly believe her ears. She’d never wish this experience on anyone, but if something good could come out of it, well, she’d focus on that.
    “How about you? Travis is still around?”
    “Yeah. I pretty much owe him my life.” She followed Wendy’s gaze to where Travis stood scowling at Connor and Grayson.
    “You want to tell me what’s going on between you two?”
    How long had it been since Bliss talked guys with her sister? Ages.
    “It’s...complicated,” she said.
    “He’s not your usual type.” Wendy tilted her head to the side and smiled.
    “No.” Bliss fidgeted and glanced away. Things with Travis were too uncertain to talk about yet. Not until she knew where they stood with each other.
    “So what’s up? I’m guessing you didn’t stop by with a federal escort just to chat.”
    “I wish I did.” She turned back to Wendy. “It’s Daniel. He tried to kill Travis earlier, and they know he killed a cop outside the safe house where I was. They think he already knows where this house is, and they want us to all go to the station. More people. More protection.”
    “That’s why Mom and Dad are there?” Wendy’s eyes widened until they seemed to overtake her face.
    “Yeah. They think he’s obsessed with you, but he won’t go up against a lot of people to get you.”
    “There’s a lot of people here, though.” Wendy nodded out the window where they could see the superfluous lawn guy strolling around.
    “Yeah, but they thought I was safe too, and someone died protecting me. Do you want that to happen here, too?”
    “No.”
    “Then come with us. Please?”
    Wendy chewed her lip for a moment, clearly torn. And why wouldn’t she be? There was a small army stationed around her, keeping her safe. The rest of them didn’t have that.
    “Okay. Here, hold Paul for me while I go talk Grayson into it, okay?” She handed the baby over and tweaked his nose a little.
    Gestures like that were new. Before, Wendy hadn’t been able to look at, much less hold, her child. The change was remarkable. A single brush with death and she was ready to live again.
    Bliss followed, staying on the edges of the group while Wendy spoke with her husband in low tones.
    “No. No, we aren’t going to hide out with a baby at the police station. We can’t stay there forever. They need to do their job and catch this man.” Grayson slashed his hand in the air.
    “If it was that easy, don’t you think they’d have done it by now?” Wendy held onto his other hand, her composure a thing of beauty. Just last week she’d have crumbled in on herself if someone raised
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