Shattered Read Online Sloane Kennedy (The Protectors #11)

Categories Genre: Angst, Crime, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Protectors Series by Sloane Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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The last time I’d held him as he’d slept, the only time he’d stirred had been when he’d pressed back against my body to try and get even closer to me than he’d been. But this time around, he’d been restless the entire time. I was amazed I’d even managed to fall asleep, considering the whimpers that had kept spilling from his throat. I’d tried everything I could think of to soothe him, but nothing had worked and my tired body had finally given up the fight. He’d woken me up several more times throughout the night when he’d called out for his brother, Nick. He’d also repeated the word “no” over and over again, and I’d been sick with the fear that he was dreaming about all the times his father had hurt him.

My phone lit up with multiple missed calls and texts from Mav and Memphis, but I ignored them. I knew Mav must be going crazy with worry for Caleb, considering the role he and Eli had been playing in Caleb’s life for the past two years. Mav had figured out pretty quickly that Caleb had an attachment to me that went beyond a little crush or some harmless hero worship. If that had been the only issue, I doubt Mav would’ve been too worried about it. Problem was, he’d noticed that Caleb wasn’t the only one struggling with the connection he and I had. It was something I’d worked hard to hide from Caleb, but there’d been no fooling Mav. He’d confronted me two Christmases earlier about it when Caleb had begged me to come see him in Seattle. I’d tried to pass the whole thing off as Caleb just being overly attached to me, but Mav had seen through my act.

And he hadn’t liked it.

Not that I could blame him, considering Caleb had been just seventeen at the time. The young man couldn’t have been in a more vulnerable and confused state after everything he’d endured. Add in a guy like me who was not only fifteen years older than him, but also didn’t exactly have a lily-white reputation when it came to relationships with other men, and it was no wonder Mav was questioning my motives.

He wasn’t the only one.

I couldn’t understand my fascination with Caleb Cortano. Even if he’d been closer to my age and not in such an incredibly vulnerable state, he still wasn’t my type. I preferred men who matched me in size, strength and demeanor. It made things more interesting in the bedroom.

I would have liked to say my feelings for Caleb stemmed from my inherent need to protect someone weaker than me, but I knew it was more than that. First off, Caleb was just beautiful. There was no getting around that. Even though he’d lost a lot of weight in the last year and his clear skin was paler than it should be, I still found myself fighting my body’s natural impulses whenever I was around him. It had taken every ounce of willpower I’d had the previous night to keep my cock from making its excitement known as Caleb had wedged his ass back against my groin. Fortunately, exhaustion had once again played in my favor.

Of course, it had also fucked me over by letting me sleep through Caleb sneaking out on me.

I bit back my anger and dismissed the messages from Mav and Memphis. I pulled up the tracking app as I snatched my keys off the nightstand. At least Caleb hadn’t taken my car. Of course, that just had me wondering how the hell he’d managed to leave the motel, because the tracking app was showing he was just outside of D.C.

I tried to maintain my cool as I broke multiple traffic laws in an effort to get back to D.C. Over the few hours it took to make my way back to the city, I monitored Caleb’s position. From what I could tell, whatever method of transportation he’d used, he’d had it drop him off at a house in Bethesda, Maryland. The D.C. suburb was one of the wealthier ones in the area, but I had no clue what Caleb would be doing there, since his family’s home had been in Alexandria, Virginia, which was a good thirty minutes away.

I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel as I navigated my way through early morning traffic. Luckily, it was a Saturday, so the traffic wasn’t as bad as it could have been. As much as I would have liked to have been comforted by the fact that Caleb’s position hadn’t changed, it actually made me more nervous.

As I made my way down the quiet, tree-lined street, my instincts that something was off kicked in and I parked my car around the block from the location Caleb’s tracker was pinging on. As I got out of my car, I grabbed the fake license plates I often kept handy when I was working a job and quickly covered the existing plates with them. If anyone looked really close, they’d notice how I’d jimmied the fake plates to slide over the top of the legitimate ones, but I was counting on the fact that most people wouldn’t be looking at my nondescript car that intently.


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