Free Durability (The LockDown Series Book 3) by Shannon Dobson Page B

get yourself some sleep.” Her voice is so soft and calming.
    “I will, thanks for coming down so late.” I look to the clock on the wall and it reads 01:43. It is late and it is too nice of them to wake up from their sleep, if that was what they were doing, and bring my girl and boy here to make me feel better.
    “Never a problem sweetie,” Antonio replies on behalf of the pair, taking Mel from Georgia and snuggling her to his side. He really is an amazing man, uncle and friend. More like a brother to me now, on level with Thomas when sharing my heart.
    “Come on buddy, let’s leave them to sleep. We’ll come back tomorrow,” Georgia says, coming over to take Joseph.
    “Come here Joe,” I instruct him kindly as Georgia approaches. He comes to my side, from his position standing with Leighton at the door seeing Ant out.
    “You have given me the best gift there ever could be. You gave me your trust and love. I will treasure it always, Joseph. You will always be my son. I love you.”
    “I love you too.” He replies softly, leaning up and wrapping his arms around my neck, squeezing me hard.
    “Now, be a good boy and help look after Mel for me.” I kiss his cheek and stroke his soft hair.
    “I will be the best big brother ever. She will be safe with me, Mum,” he informs me and then runs off and leaps at his dad, clinging to Leighton’s thick neck as he enjoys a cuddle from him. “Look after mum, dad, or you’ll have me to deal with, okay?” Joe warns his father and I laugh on my bed, wiping happy tears from my face at the sight.
    “Okay, Solider. She is in good hands. Love you, kid.” He kisses his son on his head and then plops him on the floor where he holds onto his auntie’s hand and waves as he leaves the room.
    “Night,” I say and wave to them as they leave the room.
    “How do you feel now you’ve seen them, baby?” Leighton asks me as he sits further up on the bed, turning onto his side a little to cuddle me into his enormous frame.
    “Good, really good. I know it’s only been a day since I’ve seen them but it seems so much longer.” Nobody knew of the hell I had gone through, literally, to get back here with my family. I’d probably never tell them to be quite honest, it isn’t anything they need to know, all they need to know is that I am here and I have survived. I don’t want their pity, or for them to see me as a crazy person because I had escaped the fiery inferno of hell with the guidance of a little angel, who, to this minute I still can’t fathom who she was.
    “You’re a fantastic mum, you know that Abbi. And you will get through this, I know you will angel.” He rolls over a little more, his body chest to chest with mine, his intoxicating heat smothering me from every angle. It is making it fucking hard to control every urge that has me raring to attack him.
    I am still frustrated from our wedding and the arousing and erotic things he had told me as we danced our first dance as a married couple. I had been more than ready for the night of sex we had planned before I was shot. Now all of the arousal that surges my every vein is magnified and intensified as his green eyes bore into me.
    “Stop looking at me like that, Abigail. I’m trying to be serious with you right now,” Leighton says simply, trying to avoid my gaze.
    I lean forward so my breasts, covered in the hospital gown, brush against his shirted body. My lips gently touch his ear as I whisper quietly, “Enough of the serious, oh husband of mine. My pussy is far too wet and hot for anything other than your cock.” I hear the hiss as he draws a heavy breath through his perfect teeth, his dick hardening beneath his trousers. It is already straining and begging for as much attention as it can get.
    I bring my working hand between us, the other currently being lied on, and stroke his bulge desperately. Every firm fondle of his anatomy makes his cock stir further, hardening beyond anything I have ever felt