Page 171 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

It was damn nice too.

When the kiss was finally broken, he spoke, sharing what else he was thinking.

“I am only sad because I was the only psychic on the team that could do what I did. I know that’s going to make it more difficult if Julian and Tori need something ‘found out’, but honestly, Claire, I hated it.”

She was well aware.

Unfortunately for Beckett, as time went by, he was more sensitive to his gift, and it was getting more difficult to pull him out of it.

That scared them both.

“It’ll be okay.”

He went there, despite Julian already telling him his job was safe, it was difficult not to keep feeling the emotions.

“I hope I don’t get fired.”

She reassured him.

“Julian doesn’t fire family, and he certainly doesn’t fire people who lose their gift at no fault of their own. We’ll just have to be regular PIs. He told you that already. You can believe him.”

He laughed.

“I kinda like that idea. I like being able to play sports with my kids, and play with Autumn without being pulled under.”

She knew it was a burden to him.

“I’m glad you’re free of it.”

He grinned.

“It makes me want to celebrate.”

Well, sign her up.

There was no way Claire was saying no to that. If her husband wanted to celebrate, well, then, celebrate they would.

“Come to momma,” she said, wiggling her finger in invitation.

Beckett grinned, and he moved closer to his wife. As he did, she pulled off her nightgown and tossed it out of their bed.

Oh, well, he liked where this was going.

As he reached for her, there was that horrible fear, at first, that he’d touch something and it would pull him down into the static.

Only, as he touched her and their bed, nothing happened. There was no freefall into the chaos or pain associated with the linen covering their mattress.

Hot.

Damn.

He was freaking free.

Diving in, he found her mouth and drove the heat up in the room with just that kiss.

He plumbed.

Plundered.