CHAPTER 3
"My office!" Nash growled.
Baldwin twisted and used his body to cover his mate's body from the eyesight of Nash as Toby looked from behind his mate's large body, saying, "Damn!"
Vik struggled to straighten his clothing. "Nash, I thought you went home for the night."
"There is no s*x allowed in my office!" Nash growled.
Toby giggled. "Well now, that's not true, Nash. I mean we have had s*x in here at least six times and the interrogation room four and―"
Nash turned to look at his mate. "Osito, you are not helping."
Toby smiled. "Well, I may be off a time or twenty, but the point is still made."
"Osito," Nash warned.
Shrugging, Toby replied, "Hey, I love playing prison guard and convict, or parole officer and parolee, or―"
"Damn it, Toby, stop talking!" Nash growled, his
