The two men appeared in the light of the open door and beckoned them in. “All clear.”
Red placed a hand at Kit’s lower back and urged him up the stoop and into the kitchen. Kit felt like a sheep being herded by an over-enthusiastic sheepdog as he was led to a chair and gently pushed down. Kit groaned and laid his head on his arms.
“We’ll leave you too it,” Padraig said.
“Are you driving back tonight?” Red asked.
“Now you’re here we’ve been moved to another assignment. This time for CDR.”
“Thanks for bringing us here, guys.” Red did sound genuinely grateful.
Kit raised his head, blinking at them. “Thanks for keeping me safe.”
Padraig inclined his head. “You’re welcome. No running away.”
Kit sighed. Yet another order. Ignoring Padraig, he laid his head back down. Kit closed his eyes just for a moment as they talked. Just a brief moment…
Chapter Nine
RED
“Your boy makes a habit of this,”Padraig said.
“What?” Red was confused.
“Sleeping.”
Red regarded Kit, who’d passed out at the table the moment he laid his head on his arms.
“It’s been a long day. He’s exhausted.” Red yawned just at the thought of it. “I’ll feed him, then he can sleep.”
“If you leave him there, he won’t wake up until morning,” Mo said.
“Thanks for all the suggestions, but I think it’s time I dealt with my…the boy.”
Red sucked in a breath. In reality, he was the one needing a break, not Kit. He wanted them all out of there so he could feedhisboy and put him to bed.
“Let’s go,” Jace suggested. “We’ve got to do the handover and get back to the city.”
“Do you need me?” Red asked.
Mo shook his head. “Ronan and I will be your protection detail overnight. You and I can discuss future arrangements in the morning. Don’t leave this cabin until we talk.”
“Understood.”
The problem he was going to have was convincing Kit to stay inside. How did he entertain a chaos demon?
“Is there a playroom here?” he asked.
Mo shook his head. “Not enough room. We needed the space for the panic room. After my boy’s crazy uncle turned up, I built panic rooms in both cabins. But if you need toys you can borrow from me.” He grimaced. “Just don’t tell my boy. He’s still learning to share.”
“I don’t know what I’ll need,” Red admitted. “I haven’t discussed what kind of boy Kit is. But we’ll talk tomorrow.”
He was going to have to ask about the crazy uncle another day. Now he wanted to be alone with Kit.
“I can cover most age groups and genders,” Mo said. “Griff and his boy taught me that. Just ask.”
“I will,” he said gratefully.