Free Touch Me by Melissa Schroeder

trip. If anything, he would get to know Hannah and Jack could ease her into getting to know his family.
    One way or another, he would get her to accept they would be her family too.
     
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    Hannah couldn’t remember the last time she laughed so much.
    “So, when Jack here woke up, he found himself without a set of eyebrows.”
    “I still think you should have grounded MJ a year for that.”
    His father shook his head. “You shouldn’t have messed with her dolls. If I remember, she made a very convincing argument why she shouldn’t be grounded.”
    “The fact that her dolls were bald and I have no eyebrows was not even justice.”
    “Why did you cut their hair?”
    He shrugged.
    His father wasn’t so closed mouthed. “See, Jack here thought he would do an experiment on them. He poured some concoction on them. What was in it?”
    “I don’t remember. I do know she didn’t care much about those dolls until I did that.”
    “And, as she said, you should have asked her.”
    “What were you trying to do?” Hannah asked.
    “I don’t even remember now.”
    She could just imagine how horrible it would have been to deal with high school with no eyebrows.
    “Did everyone find out how it happened?”
    He nodded. “Yeah, Bran told them. Butthead.”
    “But then we moved—”
    “And it didn’t matter because the story followed me, again thanks to Bran.”
    She shook her head. “I always wished for siblings but now I’m not so sure.”
    “Bane of my existence. I think I would have fared better as an only child.”
    “Then we wouldn’t have the twins,” his father said.
    “That’s true.”
    She noticed the time and knew that Jack’s father—Bryan as he insisted she call him—was leaving in the morning.
    “Well, I better be getting back. Hercules isn’t used to all these late nights.”
    At the sound of his name, the dog’s ears flicked.
    “It was very nice to meet you, Hannah.”
    She smiled. “It was a pleasure, Bryan.”
    Jack walked her to the door and insisted on accompanying her until she made it to her front door.
    “Thank you for dinner.”
    “I wish we could spend another night together.”
    She smiled and slipped her arms up and over his shoulders. “I wish you could too, but your father will be gone tomorrow. Go spend some time with him.”
    He smiled. She would never get used to the fact that this man wanted her. He was smart, sexy, and sweet. And he wanted her. He bent his head and gave her a kiss. She thought he might have meant to keep it simple, but she couldn’t allow that. With a boldness she rarely showed, she slipped her tongue into his mouth and he groaned. The sound vibrated against her tongue and down to the depths of her soul.
    Muttering under his breath, he pulled away from her.
    “You are going to be the death of me.”
    “Oh, I doubt that.”
    “Goodnight, Hannah.”
    She smiled and stepped into her house, rearming her alarm. As she headed back to her room, her phone rang. She wasn’t going to answer unless there was an emergency. When she saw the number, her heart lurched.
     “Agent Caulfield. Is there something wrong?”
    “Hello, Hannah. We might have a problem.”

Chapter Fourteen
     
    Hannah felt all the air leave her lungs as cold settled in her gut.
    “What’s wrong?”
     “We’ve had another breach.”
    She heard papers on the other end of the line and knew he was looking over something else, barely paying attention to her.
    “But Walters is in jail for life.”
    “Still, it makes us worried that only a select few of the people were breached.”
    She sat down on her bed trying to calm herself down. It did little good to try to count backwards from ten. She couldn’t even remember her name at the moment, let alone numbers.
    “I don’t know if I can do it again.” She was being honest. Three times she had moved, and three times her position had been found out.
    “You might not have a choice.”
    She had built a life in Oceanside