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.He was glad hedidn t have to meet Zak s intense, penetrating gaze.He knew Zak wouldn t hurt him at least,intellectually he did, but I d never, ever hurt Lark either.I m just angry that he didn t tell us about this.Lark s forehead came to rest between Brody s shoulder blades and he felt the smaller man heave aheavy sigh against his back. I m so, so sorry.I thought I was doing the right thing, Lark said softly.Zak reached around and ran his large hand over Lark s hair.Brody leaned into Zak and just breathedfor a few moments, soaking in the warmth and connection between the three of them.He tried to focuson that and push everything else out. I m sorry, too, Zak whispered, leaning his cheek on the top of Brody s head.For a long time the three of them clung together, letting peace steal back into the room.No one spoke.Everyone concentrated only on breathing and holding on. I think we need to discuss this with Wolf, too, Zak eventually said. What? Brody jerked back, not sure he had heard correctly.They couldn t talk about this sort of thingwith a four year old.Wolf just wouldn t understand.Brody didn t understand, how the hell was Wolfsupposed to cope with it all? Not all of it, Brody, Zak clarified, but I think he should know that there are people out there thatmight not like us.People that might want to& hurt us.We don t have to tell him how.We could justexplain that these letters hurt us in a way.And that there might be other ways they might try to hurt us.Let s just make him aware, okay? You don t think& ? No, Brody.Nothing is going to hurt that little boy.Nothing.I won t let it.I won t let anyone hurt you orGenerated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlLark either.Wolf s safe here.And so are you and Lark.Brody wanted to believe.He really did, but doubt lingered and niggled at the back of his mind. I want to talk to this investigator. Zak shifted his hold so that Lark could move under one arm whileBrody snuggled into the opposite shoulder. We need to tell them about your paint incident, too, Lark replied.Brody tensed, readying himself for the conversation to deteriorate into another argument.But Zak simplysqueezed him gently. It s okay, Brody.We re not going to fight anymore.It s pointless.We need to stick together and sortthis mess out.Not fight amongst ourselves. I like that idea.Sticking together, Brody murmured. Mmmm& me too, Lark stretched across Zak s body and cupped Brody s cheek before leaning in fora soft, slow kiss. Sticking together sounds good.I hate fighting with Zak, but the make-up sex& oh,baby!Brody felt so strange when a small, strangled little chuckle managed to escape him.The way he hadbeen feeling only a few minutes ago he didn t think he d be capable of it.But Lark always seemed to beable to make him smile.Brody s grin stretched even wider when Zak gently jostled Lark s shoulder andpulled him in for a tight, one armed hug against his side. Behave, Trouble, he warned playfully. Never! Lark sounded truly affronted by the suggestion, and Brody laughed again.Lark placed a light, tender kiss against Brody s lips again. Love you, he whispered, before turning his head up to Zak and treating him to the same gentleaffection. Love you, too. Love you, Lark, Zak and Brody managed to echo in unison and Brody felt something ease inside him.It was going to be okay.Really it was.Lark and Zak wouldn t let it be anything else but okay.AndBrody was determined to hold on to what they had.Fiercely, with both hands.Whoever was doing this to his men could just fuck off.Brody had found something good.Somethingwonderful and strong.He wasn t giving it up for anyone, especially not to a small-minded, arrogantasshole.Chapter TwelveGenerated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlBrody finished sweeping the entryway and straightened the kink in his back.The twenty-four hours sinceLark had come clean about the letter, and Zak about the vandalism, had been pretty tough.Explainingthe situation to Wolf without frightening him had been hard work, but Brody was glad Zak had insisted.He felt better knowing his brother wasn t completely unaware.Brody hoped it made Wolf less vulnerablethis way.Just in case.Settling back into their normally peaceful domestic relationships and routine had been a little tricky atfirst, too.But Brody had to admit the make-up sex was fantastic.He was stiff and sore in places he neverknew he had.It was such a pity they all had to work later on today.He had much more creative thingshe d rather be doing with his lovers this evening, but the real world was intruding.He would be looking after Wolf through the afternoon until around six, then Zak would come to relievehim so he could help out in the kitchen until close.Hopefully, after that there would be time to find moresoft, vulnerable spots to mess with before they all fell asleep in a tangled mess together.Just as Brody began to grin like an idiot and turned to go find someone to share his happy mood with,the front door bell chimed.He placed the dustpan on the small hall table and leaned the broom beside it,then opened the door and froze in horror. Good morning.I m Officer Rosenthal and this is Officer Denkewitz.We re looking for Zak and LarryPiper.Brody felt his heart leaping about in his throat and swallowed heavily to try and get the organ to settledown.Flashbacks of Leonard s smug face, the police officers sneering comments and the crowded,hostile courts that had sentenced him to juvie battered for space in his mind.They jostled and pressed inon him, threatening to send him down into a sea of madness. Is there a Zak or Larry Piper living here?Brody nodded, too afraid to speak and possibly betray himself or his lovers somehow. Are they at home? Officer Denkewitz asked, speaking to him as if he was a rather slow child.Brody didn t care.He nodded silently in reply.Maybe they d leave if they thought he couldn t string twowords together. May we speak with them? the first officer hinted.No such luck, obviously. Perhaps if we could come inside for a moment? Denkewitz suggested pleasantly.Brody froze.He didn t want to.He really didn t want to let the two imposing men in uniform into thehouse.He felt the threat of their presence like a physical force battering at him.Just as they looked like they were going to become insistent, Brody felt Zak step up behind him.Heknew it was Zak.He could feel the solid presence and heat from his larger body seeping into him eventhough he couldn t tear his eyes away from the men at the door.He wanted to lean back into it, have Zakwrap his arms around him and tell the cops to go away.But he didn t.He just stood staring at the twoGenerated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlpolicemen on their doorstep.Zak, in contrast, didn t hesitate.He gently took the door out of Brody s hand and pushed it wide open. I m Zak Piper.Please come in, gentlemen.Brody snapped his head around to stare at Zak in slack-jawed disbelief.He felt himself being gentlypulled away from the door to let the stranger inside. We were just about to have coffee.Would you care for some?As Zak led the men down the hall towards the kitchen, Brody had to rush to catch up.Fear prickled allover his body.He felt every hair stand on end and a fine sweat break out across his skin.Stepping out of the short hall from the front door, Brody saw Lark look over and jump up from thecouch where he had been reading a magazine.Lark s reaction only made Brody s own sense offoreboding worse. Lark, get the file, please? Zak asked calmly.When Lark scurried off without a word, Brody s heart started to truly pound.He could feel himselfedging towards a panic attack as Zak led them all into the kitchen
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