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To Catch A Rayven: (Brothers of the Devil's Comfort MC Book 3) (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC)
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grandbaby doing today?”
     
    The change in subject does not faze me as I lazily rub my stomach. The baby kicking against my hand.
     
    “Baby’s fine and very much alive.”
     
    “Morning.”
     
    Ivy has just returned from her morning run. And not for the first time, envy assails me at her energy levels. Gone are the days when I could have done my own run.
     
    Soon I would have the house to myself. Ivy is about to take Kent for his Physio, and momma will be going on her morning walk with Rosie. This was rapidly turning into my favorite part of the day. Luke, Georgie, and Emily were at school and Tabby was at the club. With the house is empty, I plan to have a soak in the tub.
     
    “Ivy the SUV will need gas putting in it.”
     
    “Thanks. Can you let Kent know I’ll not be long?”
     
    “Sure.”
     
    Kent’s moods were not new. We had been through all this before with momma after her accident. Only then we had all been a lot younger, not understanding why. With Kent we were slightly better prepared. I do not bother to knock on his door, going straight in and finding him already dressed in the uniformed jeans and black t-shirt. His hair greasy because he was refusing to use the shower. With a new determination, I made my mind up. Tonight Tabby was going to make Kent have a shower, even if it meant holding him there.
     
    “Ivy said to be ready in ten and then she’ll take you to the Physio.” Wanting to see the boy I once knew, I add. “She said if you’re a good boy she’ll take you out for lunch.”
     
    “For fuck's sake Rayven I’m not a fucking kid who demands to be bribed. I’m willing to go to Physio. The sooner I’m out of this contraption, the sooner I can get out of this fucking place.”
     
    Hurt by his words, I stepped to the side as Kent rolled the chair into the living room to wait for Ivy.
     
    “Okay Kent let us go. Laura can I drop you off somewhere?”
     
    “Thanks, but no. Rosie and I are going to the local park. See you later Kent.”
     
    “Bye Momma.”
     
    Ten minutes later the house is quiet. Like a guilty child, I clap my hands in glee. A quick tidy of the kitchen has the breakfast dishes washed and the washing machine on. The call of the tub had me in the bathroom running the water and loading the bath with my favorite scent. Idly I sat on the side of the tub, watching the foam as it began to froth. Twenty minutes later the bath was ready and I climbed in. The warmth of the water, sending my body into bliss.
     
    With a soft hum, I leant back against the tub and closed my eyes. I do not know how long I lay like this, before a sound brought me back to the present. With great reluctance, I opened my eyes to discover Tabby sitting on the side of the tub. His eyes lazily travelling over my body. Quickly, and with a loud splash. I cover my breasts with my arms and place my hands at the top of the junction of my legs. Tabby’s laughter fills the room as he swipes my arm away.
     
    “Really Rayven, I’ve seen and savored all of you.”
     
    It may be true; he may have seen my body naked. Yet, it did not give him the right to walk in on me when I was having my bath.
     
    “Leave Tabby or I’ll go back to wearing my onesies.”
     
    Tabby hates my nightwear with a passion, and has forbidden me from wearing them in bed. Instead, I sleep in his t-shirts and panties.
     
    “You wouldn’t be so cruel?”
     
    The look I threw at him was all the answer he needed or was going to get. Not to be outdone, he reached for the face cloth and began to wash my feet.
     
    “Tabby for crying out, what are you doing?”
     
    “It looks as if I’m washing your feet.”
     
    “Well stop it. I’m quite capable of washing myself.”
     
    “That may be, but I’m enjoying myself.”
     
    “Well, you can enjoy yourself tonight when you give Kent a shower.”
     
    “What the fuck?”
     
    It was my turn to laugh at the look of horror on Tabby’s face. When I finally calm down, I
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