Twin Wolf Trouble (Shifter Squad Six 2) by Anya Nowlan Page A

she tasted like coffee and cinnamon, like last time. He growled low and deep, his fingers pressing into her back, wanting so badly to feel her naked flesh against him again. They only broke apart, heaving and wide-eyed, when Thatch heard footsteps in the corridor.
    He deposited Madeline back on her seat and sat down swiftly as well, painfully aware of his hard cock. When Mary stepped into the kitchen with the babies on either hip, grinning happily, the expression Mary wore told Thatch that she hadn’t missed any of this. He wasn’t sure whether it was the fact that their lips were red from kissing, or that both of them were breathing harder than they should have, but the knowing chuckle Mary let out made both him and Madeline grin like naughty teenagers caught making out.
    “So, Mommy and one Daddy, are you up for breakfast with your two little men?” Mary asked, letting them get away with their shared moment.
    “Always,” Thatch said, reaching his hands out for Rhone. “Come here, son.”
    The words felt perfect on his lips. Just like she had.
 

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
    Tex
     
    Pulling his helmet off, Tex ran a hand through his hair and rolled back his shoulders. It was almost nighttime again and he’d been gone for most of the day, running errands and getting their stories straight between Connor and the rest of the gang.
    Hemingway was already out for blood, that much was clear, and Connor was going to show up at some point to pick up the SUV. But as blood brothers do, none of the team had ratted their location out and Tex knew they weren’t going to. It was how it went.
    Every single member of Squad Six had already promised that if they were needed, if there was anything they could do, they would show up in an instant and assist in whatever way possible. The heavy bags of gear weighing Tex down as he got off the bike were testament to that alone.
    He hauled the bags into the bar, passing through the thick crowd of bikers and the raucous laughter, keeping his eyes down. No sense in getting into a confrontation here, though Barkley would put a swift end to that, Tex was sure. He waved to the big man as he passed into the back rooms and then trundled up the stairs, intent on finding his brother and maybe getting a few minutes in with Madeline and the boys.
    It had been hell being away for so long. Tex had never realized how very dependent he could become on someone so fast. Now that he knew that Raze and Rhone existed, any step away from them was a battle. He’d always been close with his twin, obviously, but splitting up with him wasn’t difficult this way—only how it affected their strength and powers. But Madeline and the babies? Hell, it felt like a bad hangover and he’d been queasy with worry all damn day.
    Tex was about to walk into the room he shared with Thatch when he heard a high-pitched, exited giggle from another room to the side. Madeline’s. He hesitated at the door for a moment, but then dropped his bags and pushed the door open slowly, revealing a scene that made his heart melt.
    Madeline was sitting down on the floor, playing with the boys with stuffed animals. It looked like they were re-enacting some sort of get-together, Raze having a stern conversation that was made up of only the word “no” with a green T. Rex and Rhone was poking the belly of what looked to be a fox. Madeline held up a cat and a crocodile, telling the boys a story, but most of her words seemed to be falling on unresponsive ears.
    “They’re going to be turning soon, you know,” Tex said softly, stepping in and smiling wide as both of the boys looked up and greeted him with wide grins. “Won’t be long now.”
    “You’re back!” Madeline said, blushing slightly as she smoothed back her hair. “I was wondering if you’d make it back tonight.”
    “I couldn’t keep away,” he said, sinking down on the floor and maneuvering Rhone into his lap, inspecting the fox with eager interest.
    The baby’s skin was so