Broken Free (The Broken Series) (5 page)

She squealed her own excitement. “I bet you are the sweetest looking mommy, aren’t you? How big is your tummy?”

“
Oh my God, it’s huge!”

“Okay, go, call the doc and call me back!”

Chapter Six

Daniel’s nerves had him nauseous as he waited for Seth to come sit at the chair across the glass. Seth had agreed to see him. That by itself was a relief since he’d told him last time to not come back. Daniel had accused him of lying. And now he realized why he didn’t want him back.

The door alarm
sounded and the prisoners walked in single file. Daniel’s heart banged his chest bone till it hurt. He had to keep it together as well as lay out all his news in the most effective order.

Seth
shuffled toward the chair, head down. Daniel pressed the phone to his ear, watching his brother, afraid to see too much while needing to see every detail. Seth looked at him finally and Daniel’s throat closed up. A bruise under his right eye and a split lower lip. But God, it was his mouth. He had it turned in that way Daniel couldn’t take. He closed his eyes, fighting to get rid of the images from that fucking movie.

“Take a breath
, brother.” The concerned words echoed softly through the phone.

Daniel gasped and o
pened his eyes, ashamed to see concern crimping his brother’s brow. He needed to be stronger than this for him.

“
Hey,” he whispered, not trusting his voice. “I uh. I have some good news I thought you’d like to hear.”

His brows furrowed as though the concept of good, and news, w
as an oxymoron in his life. “Everything okay with you, man?”

Daniel
nodded. “Dara’s coming to live in America.”

Seth nodded a little, feigning casual. “For what? I mean, did she say?”

“She misses you.”

He snorted and looked right. “I hope you reminded her I’m not going to be very good company.”

“She knows, but…the real reason she’s coming is because…she loves you and…”

Seth met his gaze,
a mixture of confusion and hunger in his eyes.

“Dara’s
pregnant. She says for you.”

The shock in Seth’s face was exactly what Daniel
expected. “Bullshit.”

B
ut not that kind of shock. But they were the exact words Daniel had thought when Sofia squealed the news to him.
Bullshit.
Until he realized she was right, this might be what would make him let Daniel help. “What does that exactly mean?”

“I mean she said she was on the pill.”

“Yeah, well, turns out she got some days mixed up when she came to visit and missed a dose.”

He stared at him, the utter
impossibility crimping his forehead now. “Are you serious? She’s sure it’s…”

This is where
Daniel couldn’t bring himself to lie. “How can I be sure of anything? You know how women can be about shit like that. I do know she’s in love with you.”

He closed his eyes and chuckled a gasp. “Wow. This is…”

At seeing that maybe Seth needed the hope, he blurted, “Fantastic.” But really, this wasn’t exactly the best thing for Seth at this time.

“
No, fucked up,” Seth corrected, not masking his fury. He gave a derisive chuckle, his mouth in that
you can’t hurt me
turn. “Because everybody wants a dad spending life in prison, right? A husband? Fantastic?” He nailed Daniel with his stare, nodding slightly, looking like he was on the verge of a bad fit.

“It doesn’t have to be that way.”

“What the fuck are you saying, there is no getting out of this.”

“Yes, there is.
” Daniel looked around a little then leaned forward. “Look…I went to our uncle’s house. I found evidence that will get you out.”

“What evidence.”

It was more an accusation than a question. Daniel opened his mouth to say it but the words got stuck as the images of his brother being abused flooded him. He clenched his eyes. “Some film, 8 mm.” His voice strained to keep from breaking. “Bad shit he did, evidence he was a monster and you and the girl were victims acting in self-defense.”

“What film, I don’t know what you’re talking about, there wasn’t any film.”

“Seth…” Daniel cleared the lump from his throat at his brother’s immediate denial. “You couldn’t have been more than fourteen. I saw it.”

He gave a
dismissive sniff and looked right. “What the fuck are you talking about, what’d you see?”

Skepticism
masked the question but Daniel felt it. Having
anybody
see the dirty things he’d done and was done to him, was unthinkable. “I saw everything.”

He
snorted and put his elbow on the table and rubbed his forehead, looking down.

“I want you to listen to me. If I use this—”

Seth banged his fist and glared at him. “You will
not
fucking use it. Is she…” he looked away, his nostrils flared before finally locking their gazes. “Is she in them?” he whispered.

“Yes,” Daniel said
, heavily.

Seth’s mouth hardened and he clenched his eyes.

“Listen to me. I know you didn’t kill the bastard, and I think you’re protecting her. If you are, this film is the evidence that will acquit her. It would be self-defense Seth. Self. Defense, do you hear me? There is
no jury on planet Earth
that would not be thrilled that she killed him after they see what happened. We will get her the best lawyers, doctors, she will go free, and you will go free, and you will be a husband and a father, and we, will be a family.” Daniel’s insides trembled as he watched his brother’s turned down face. “Please,” Daniel gasped, desperation stealing his breath. “I need you in my life,” he whispered, “I won’t…live without you, I’m fucking miserable, I’m
begging
you, it’s our turn man, our turn to live.”

Seth slapped a hand over his eyes, his mouth trembling.
He pressed his lips together hard, his jaw straining.

“Let me help you. Please. We’ll take care of her, I promise you, I won’t let her out of my sight, she’ll never want for anything
. We’ll get her the best help, the best lawyers, she won’t have to hide, she’ll be as free as she can be.”

Seth wiped his eyes and looked at him. “I love you brother.
” He nodded a little. “I trust you.” The final words came on a gasp. “Help me.”

Daniel nearly fainted with relief. He put his hand on the glass and Seth
met it with his. “You’re coming home.” It was a vow Daniel meant to keep. “Where is she?”

“1214 Broadview.
Be careful with her. She’s sweet and she’s scared.”

****

“Sweetie, what are you doing under there?”

Daniel
grunted, trying to loosen the screw that adjusted the baby’s mattress. “What I keep swearing I’m going to do every night when I’m lying in bed.”

“It’s two in the morning.”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

Sofia sat on the floor next to the bed, patting his leg, smiling at the baby’s room. “I like it in here.”

“Did you decide on what to do with Seth’s room for Dara?” He kinda grunted out the words.

Sofia sighed. “Nah, I figured I’d leave it, let her decide. Plus they’ll probably get
their own place if they have all that money.”

“Fuck, did I weld this together, or what?” Daniel slid out from under the bed
, shirtless and distracting. “If they do move, it needs to be close.”

Sofia smiled at the bite in his tone. “You’re so cute when you’re being a good big brother.”

He snorted and kissed her cheek. “You want a midnight snack?”

“Like ice-cream?”

“God, no, like yogurt.”

“Ugh, I’m sick of healthy stuff. I need chocolate.”

“I have healthy chocolate—”

“Ew, no, that’s not what I call chocolate, that’s more like
dirt. I want some bad chocolate, the kind that’s not good for you and tastes heavenly. I want a sugar cookie, Daniel,” she whimpered.

“You want sugar diabetes, you said?”

She slapped him. “One cookie?”

“But what happens after one cookie? Two happen. Then three and four and a hundred. Then you’re dead.”

Sofia cracked up. “It’s called
self-control,
dear.” She turned her face as he nipped along her jaw. “I can’t wait to see what Dara looks like.”

“Me either,” he murmured, clearly not interested in anything but her neck now.

“Are you going to do me in the baby’s room?”

He pulled up
with a contemplative gaze. “We probably should, to bless it.”

“Bless it?” she laughed. “With sex. Th
e new holy water?”

“In my book it is.”
He kissed her on the mouth, his lips still only nibbling.

“Do we have any olives? And sardines?
” Sofia wondered.

He pulled back, smiling at her. “How would we use those?”

She giggled. “I’d
eat
them.”

“Mommy’s really hungry?”

“Yes. I am. Can I please have some Lays potato chips? I dreamed about them Daniel. I think I read too that if you crave things and you don’t—”

“Superstition.”

She punched him in the shoulder. “You shoot down everything I want. I hate this!”

“Because I love you,” he defended.

“Oh please, you don’t need to pull out the big guns, it doesn’t always have to come down to “I love you.” She marked the air with finger quotes.

He threw his head back and laughed
, leaning back against the wall, next to her. She suddenly became very aware that he was only in his BVDs.

“Don’t try and get all gorgeous either.”

A mischievous look accompanied his grin as he pulled the front of his underwear down.

“Oh
. My. God,” Sofia whispered, staring at his erection, her pulse plummeting into her vagina. “Are you always horny like this?”

He
took hold of his cock and stroked himself, making it stand tall. “When you’re in the same room, yes.” He lowered his eyes. “Show me your tits.”

She bit her lip.
“Ummm, for a price.”

“Name it.”

“Sugar cookie.”

He smiled and raised his eyes. “No deal.”

She reached down and rolled her nipple through the thin cotton fabric of her tank top, making it hard. “Please?” She stroked the other one.

Daniel hissed and
thrusts his hips, shaking his head. “Those are not yours to bargain with.”

“They’re not?”

“No.” End of discussion tone.

Sofia
went and locked the door then she returned and dropped onto her knees a few feet away, watching him deliberately make her horny with sexy moans, even letting his drawn up leg fall open, begging her.

Getting on all fours, she crawled toward him until
her face was right above his cock. She looked at him and his countenance said
suck me. Right now.

She lowered her head and he opened his legs
more, his hips rolling erotically. She placed a kiss on the top of his length, sliding her tongue firmly and slowly all over the silky hard muscle.

“
Fuck, yes,” he breathed. “Suck it deep.”

Sofia happily obliged and he thrust his hips, grunting when he hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck me Sofia. I think about it all the time.”

She moaned with an insane hunger all over him. Wetting her finger, she buried it between his cheeks, teasing at the entrance
. He gasped and begged her for it. Sofia closed her eyes and focused on devastating him, moving her mouth up and down with a tight firm suction as she worked her finger in and out of him. Daniel opened his legs wider, moving his hips like he did when he fucked her slow and deep, making the muscles in his stomach flex and shudder. His ecstasy came out in desperate gasps and long groans that literally tickled Sofia’s clit. He was so. Fucking. Sexy.

She wished she had the little cock, she’d get between his legs and jack him off and just
watch him.
God she could play with her clit. Yes. Definitely.

She came off his cock with a gasp and said, “Come in my mouth,” before diving back on him.

“Oh fuck,” he breathed, grabbing hold of her head and pumping his hips in time with her rapid sucking. She moaned all over him and plunged her finger nice and deep then picked up the tempo.

Daniel growled her name and b
ucked wildly under her mouth, pulling her hair hard while the orgasm seized him. He choked and thrashed his way through the pleasure while Sofia let him fill her mouth. Nothing tasted more divine than her husband’s essence, all over her tongue and lips. The very essence that created their sweet baby.