more than he wanted to breathe. Jax had gone upstairs to shower and Dane had changed Emma and put her in her Pack N Play in the living room while he got breakfast ready. The sight of Jax freshly showered and shaved and back in his fancy suit had Dane turned on all over again and he hadn’t hesitated to take Jax up on his offer to watch Emma so Dane could shower. What he hadn’t expected was the sight that greeted him on his return downstairs.
Jax had been laying on his back on the living room floor and was holding Emma high up in the air above him before slowly lowering her as he made faces at her. Each time he’d done it, Dane’s daughter had laughed and grabbed at his cheeks. Hearing his daughter’s happy, baby babble had lit him up from the inside like it always did, but seeing the smile on Jax’s lips as he played with Emma had Dane longing for something he once thought he’d have with someone else.
“Where are you from?” he asked Jax as he realized he knew next to nothing about the man.
“Seattle.”
“What are you doing in Montana?”
Jax kept his eyes on the road and was silent long enough to make Dane wonder if he wasn’t going to answer. “Rhys tell you about his past?”
“Finn told me he went to prison for assaulting his partner. They were both cops in Chicago.”
“They were lovers too,” Jax said. “Guy’s name was Tom Rawlings and he was dirty, though Rhys didn’t know it until it was too late.”
“Too late?” Dane asked curiously.
“Rhys busted a kid for possession and got him to flip on the guy he was running drugs for. The kid had seen the dealer murder a rival dealer so Rhys helped the kid get a deal with the Feds. They put him up in a safe house until the trial. Rhys and the kid’s protective detail were the only ones who knew the location.”
Dane could guess where Jax was leading. “Rhys’ partner?”
Jax nodded. “Sold Rhys and the kid out. The kid, his mom and the two agents guarding them were murdered before the trial. Rhys had no proof it was Rawlings.”
“But you found the proof?” When Jax didn’t respond, Dane knew there was something the other man wasn’t saying. “How?”
Jax seemed to mull his next words over before finally saying, “Let’s just say that old adage, ‘What goes around comes around,’ was made for guys like Rawlings.”
“How’d you get the proof, Jax?” Dane asked again, both needing and dreading the answer.
Jax cast him a dark look, then hardened his jaw and said, “I knew he was under surveillance so it was just a matter of getting him to talk. Couple of drinks and a mouth wrapped around his dick was all it took. Feds heard it all and I made sure the dealer Rawlings was ratting out heard it too.”
A cold feeling settled in his gut at Jax’s admission. “Why?” he heard himself asking in a strangled voice. “For Rhys?”
“Rhys was just a lucky side effect. I did it for my brother.” The ice in Jax’s voice was unsettling. “Ben was one of the agents protecting that kid.”
***
Jax cursed himself for the millionth time as he pulled his car along the curb at the end of the block from the garage. He had no idea what had possessed him to tell Dane the truth about how he’d secured justice for his brother, but the man’s condemnation had been clear. Not only had Dane fallen completely silent at his admission, he’d physically recoiled and had actually leaned against the car door in an attempt to get as far away from Jax as he could. They’d parted at the Sheriff’s station with Dane saying he and Emma would walk to the mechanic’s garage and then mumbling a quick thank you, all the while refusing to make eye contact.
Served Jax right for thinking the guy might be different. So it made no sense to Jax why he wasn’t already speeding down the highway that would take him home to Seattle. The kid, he supposed. There was something about that little girl that just drew him in. And it was her he was sticking
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