Granting One Last Wish novel Chapter 38

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The unknown call my wife received keeps me awake after the fourth orgasms for tonight that Abby promised. My beautiful wife is already sleeping soundly in bed with hair spreads all over the pillow. Her naked back makes me want me to crawl back to bed and take her from behind. 

I dial Logan. I know he's already awake, and it's already five in the morning. 

"Seb, 'sup? Shouldn't you be in bed this early morning with your wife?" He sounds wide awake.

"Can't sleep, who's awake?" I walk down the hallway that leads down to my office. 

"Mase still sleeping. He had been working all night, in bed. Oops. White's with me." 

They both laugh. Fuck. Mason is sleeping with Trix. Pat will kick his ass when he finds out. I'm protective of Trix, but that's her life. It will only alarm me when she's violated, but when it comes to her sex life, it's none of my business. 

"Sorry, man. I forgot that she's your cousin." 

"Not my business. Logan. As long as he respects her. Just don't tell Patrick. I need both of you in my office." I press my password and enter my office. 

I sit on the couch and blink off my wife's naked image in my head. After a minute, I hear a knock, and they enter. 

"What's keeping you up all night?" White asks me. 

Sometimes he's guarded and being too professional, but I know him, and he's a good man. He's willing to risk his life for me, not just as being my bodyguard, but as a friend. I helped him when his baby girl needed a kidney transplant. I used my connections and found a donor. Now, Millie is eleven years old and healthy. 

"The call. This is off the book. Why did you ask Abby about her friend?" Logan is a keen observer, especially on personality. In just a short time, he impressed me with psychoanalysis. 

"He's too perfect to Abby. Like a nice guy, respectful, great friend, something like that. And that bothers me." Logan puzzled me more. 

"And is it a bad thing?" Lincoln raises his brow. 

"Yeah. Guarded personality. Tennings is like he's not what he shows he is. A pretender," Logan explains that makes Lincoln laugh while I'm more confused. 

"What're you trying to say? How this will help Abby's caller?" I cross my legs and rub my chin with my fingers. 

"I want to check his background. Not just his previous work, where he from, or family. I want to find out what I can't find in the database."

I gape my mouth. I want to say something, but my brain just stops working. I'm not an expert in this area, and definitely not my cup of tea. I close my mouth and listen carefully. I know Abby won't be happy with this, but I want to know everyone who is close to my wife.

"I think I need a drink." Lincoln stands up and walks to my liquor cabinet. 

"How would you do that, Logan? How can I help with your plan? Money, no problem with that. How long will it take though? If it's really important for you or if this would help to solve the case of my wife, I have patience." I reassure him. I take the glass from Linc. "

Keep this off the record. I don't want to sleep outside my room."

"Why are you obsess with Tennings, Logan?" Linc asks him.

Logan drinks and grimaces. "The first time I met him in the apartment on our first day there, he doesn't like me. He doesn't know I'm working with you until that envelope incident. He threatened me to stay away from Abby, and he said she's mine. When Abby came out from her apartment, she didn't know what happened, and Tennings played cool as if nothing happened." 

My blood boils, and I want to break every bone in Tennings' body. Maybe this is an alcohol effect, but it ignites me into a fire. 

"Why didn't you mention this to me before? Why now?" My rage is soaring up high. 

"I thought it's his way of protecting Abby. I had to continue my digging. I saw him sneaking in the middle of the night. I followed him but I lost him, and he did that every night. He went to his work every morning until five then stayed with Abby. I knocked on their door and asked them to have dinner in my apartment, he said no, but Abby said yes. He went to his room for a few minutes then came back with clenched his jaw and look pissed. We had dinner, and he barely touched his food. He stayed silent and didn't join most of our conversation. Just said yeah, hmm, good, great, okay," he explains, and I drink again. 

"Do we have to tell Abby?" Logan asks. 

"I guess we have to. I don't want to risk her life by meeting Tennings. She doesn't have any idea about her best fucking friend. Do what you want to do, and anything you dig, inform me immediately even small details. I'll keep Mason with Abby. She will hold her summer classes if she's staying with a possible psychopath. I can't let her meet him too. Tennings must have been suspicious, Logan. Just be careful." I rub my temple when I realize my wife's life has been in danger for years. 

"Sure, man. Thanks." 

"No. I should be thanking you. Linc, when will you have the report on the phone? Shit. I forgot to tell Elle to order a phone for Abby." I stand up to my desk and grab my phone when I hear a knock on the door. 

"I'll let them work on that first," Lincoln answers while Logan is checking who's behind the door. 

I sent an email to Elle on my phone, and I'm surprised to see my wife still rubbing her eyes. 

"You're a bad boy, Sebastian." She walks toward my desk with only my shirt and boxers, messy bedhead, freshly fuck flushed face look, and she looks so incredibly hot. Shit. My cock just twitches in my sweatpants. 

"So I've heard, baby. Why up so early?"