Trap rolled up the blueprints, clearly trying to be discreet. Wyatt straightened and stepped back to allow Pepper to stand straight. He wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her into him, covering his body against Nonny’s sharp eyes.

“What’s your idea, Grand-mere?” Ezekiel asked.

“I watched this movie where some rich folks got invaded and they had them a little room they could hole up in. I liked the look of that little room. I’ve been sittin’ outside, smokin’ my pipe and thinkin’ a little room like that with beds for the girls and some supplies, where no one could get in, might be jist the thin’ when those bad boys of Whitney’s come callin’. You all could make me that room.”

Trap frowned, his mind working fast. “That might not be such a bad idea. We’ve got building supplies. We’ve brought in top-of-the-line security and every kind of weapon and enough ammo to take out a small country to defend ourselves. We need to focus on personal protection for the women and children.”

Pepper stirred in his arms as if she might protest. She was a soldier after all, but Wyatt wasn’t going to let her get into semantics.

Let it go. He pushed the command into her mind.

She turned her head back to look at him, her eyes dark with censure. I’m not part of your team.

Meanin’ I don’ get to tell you what to do? He pushed male amusement into her mind. Got news for you, baby, I’m always goin’ to be tellin’ you what to do. You bought that life when you gave me the go-ahead.

“I think so as well,” Ezekiel said. “I’ve been thinking of ways to shore up the house. Bulletproof glass, even thin armor between the walls, certainly something on the roof, but a room where the children would be safe would be good.”

See, even Ezekiel realizes I do not have to be hidden away when there’s trouble. I can fight as well as any of you.

Wyatt deliberately nuzzled her neck, his arms locking her in place when she would have stepped away. I like it when you want to fight me. My blood gets all hot and yours does too and then we both burn in paradise.

Do you ever think about anything besides sex? I’m the one whose supposed to be sex hungry, not you.

You’re supposed to be Wyatt hungry.

He felt her laughter. There in his mind. It was the most intimate thing, having her there, filling him up with… her. Pepper.

How had he ever even conceived of loving someone else? Every other woman paled in comparison to her. She made him feel so alive. Anger, passion, humor, all of it was wrapped up in her.

It’s a good thing you’re charming, Wyatt. Otherwise your bossy ways would get you in a lot of trouble.

I’m the boss, not bossy, there’s a difference.

She burst out laughing and then hastily covered her mouth with her hand when the other team members turned to look at her.

“Grand-mere, I’m expecting a large truck with equipment for the lab,” Trap said, saving her. Clearly trying to make up for his remarks about studying the babies. “As well as a few more items we need for security. Had I known about the safe room, I would have sent for those supplies as well. They’ll be pulling in probably during the time we’re gone. My assistant’s name is Daryl Monroe. I would take it as a favor if you gave him the same welcome you gave to me. He’s been up for over twenty-four hours pulling things together for us.”

“Of course,” Nonny said. “No need to even ask.”

“If we’re going to make this a base,” Trap added, turning toward Wyatt, “we’ll need a topnotch laboratory to work in. I can give Daryl the list of supplies we’ll need to secure the house itself as well as a safe room. He’ll get it all done.”

“Trap, that’s too much money,” Wyatt protested. “I’m coverin’ it, but you’re lookin’ at top-of-the-line materials and they don’ come cheap.”

“We’re family. I’ll be building my own place close. When this is over, they might be selling that tract of land the plastics company is on. I can buy that for my place and try to secure as much land around and between the two compounds for the others on our team. That way, the children and women will have plenty of protection all the time, even when we have to go out on missions.”

This time Pepper didn’t protest. Wyatt felt the change in her toward Trap immediately. He couldn’t say he wasn’t happy about it. Trap was family, but still, that dark ugly male, very ferocious and possessive cat inside of him unsheathed claws and raked hard in his belly.

Pepper leaned back into him, her hand sliding down his hip. Her touch was barely there. Gentle. But he felt it right to his bones.

You’re a good man, Wyatt. You have good friends, and that says a lot about you. They’re willing to relocate at a great expense to keep your children safe. I didn’t know there were people like you in the world.

Her voice whispering so intimately in his head soothed the beast inside of him. She really was wholly focused on him. She heard the conversation swirling around her, admired his friends and his grandmother, but he was her center. There was no doubt in his mind and the terrible beast closed its mouth with a snap and went back to sleep.

I am lucky, Pepper. My friends are the kind that always have my back. In this case, that will extend to you and the girls.

I’m so anxious to get them back. They have to be so scared without me. Braden will have told them lies. That I abandoned them. That no one will ever come for them. I just hope they’re asleep and that for once, Braden put them in the same cell.