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For the first time since entering the house she could really breathe.
    “Why don’t you show me where to put my bag for now and then we’ll take a look at Chloe’s stuff,” Shep said.
    “Follow me,” Stace said and wondered if he would really protest if she led him to her bedroom.

Chapter Three
     
    Shep tossed his bag on the bed in the room that he was shown to. He took note that her bedroom was directly across the hall. Hell, he’d wanted nothing more than to strip her and lift her against that wall earlier. He could imagine how she would slide onto his cock as he eased her down his length. His cock was as hard as granite. And his thoughts weren’t doing anything to ease him. He needed to focus on why he was here more, and less on whom he was here with.
    Stace stepped into the doorway. Her long dark hair now hung loose over her shoulders and down her back. It looked so long and silky and he wanted to feel it brushing over his skin, his chest, his stomach. Her tongue darted out to lick over her plump bottom lip and he craved that tongue, wanted to feel it glide over his shaft, lick across the head of his cock.
    “Penny for your thoughts,” she murmured and he gave a chuckle.
    “Sure about that?” he queried.
    Stace smiled and, damn, she was beautiful. “How about we resume this conversation later?”
    “Sounds good,” she agreed turning back toward the hall and leading him out of the room and down the hall. “Chloe’s room is this way. I put her book bag and purse in her room when I picked them up from the police.”
    They entered the room and Shep noticed the change in Stace’s breathing as she looked at her sister’s things, saw the touch of sadness and worry that couldn’t be missed in her eyes. He wanted to pull her close and comfort her but now wasn’t the time. Now was the time to work on finding Chloe and ending Stace’s worry.
    “Why don’t you dump the purse out on the bed and really look through all her stuff while I fire up her computer?” Shep offered.
    Stace’s only reply was a sigh before she picked up her sister’s purse and dumped it out. Shep could see the anxiety in her eyes but there was no missing the confidence in the way she carried herself. She wouldn’t give up until she found her sister, one way or another.
    “This one hers?” he asked as he moved over to the desk against the back wall and the laptop that sat there.
    “Yes,” Stace replied glancing up as she worked her hands through the purse contents spreading them out all over the bed.
    Shep sat down and fired it up. The first thing he did was take a look at all the documents and files on her computer. Most had to do with school. He hit the button for her internet connection and hoped she was one of the people who saved her passwords to her computer. She had as it automatically logged right into her email and he could see tabs saved across the top that would lead him to other places she might have left information.
    He wasn’t sure when Stace left the room. He took the time required to go through every file on the computer and still came up empty-handed. There was nothing there to point them in a particular direction. He powered the computer down and stood. He stretched his back groaning as he looked at his watch and saw that he’d been at it for over an hour. He headed down the stairs and followed the laughter to the kitchen.
    Griff was here and Shep could smell the pizza. His stomach rumbled and he hoped Griff had brought enough. He stepped into the kitchen to see Griff putting paper plates out on the table. Stace was sitting on the counter with a beer in her hand sipping as she watched Griff. She’d ditched her socks and shoes at some point and he loved the way she swung her bare feet. They both glanced his way as he entered. He moved toward Stace.
    “Smells good,” he said. He was going to stop beside where Stace sat on the counter but when she spread her thighs he couldn’t resist the invitation and moved