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Please let them stop talking about kissing or she was going to implode. Or tackle one of them to the ground and kiss the hell out of them.
“I’m not avoiding you guys,” she lied.
“Good. Because you’re sitting down and having dinner with us tonight. And every meal from now on,” Ian told her.
Um. No. That didn’t sound like a good idea.
“But Uncle Willy needs?—”
“I’ll take over cooking for all of us,” Jack said, cupping her face between his hands. “You are going to start doing less, baby girl.”
Darn. She loved his touch, but not so much what he was saying.
“Less? I can’t do less.”
“You look terrible,” Ian told her. “Fuck, I knew we should have locked her in her room when we got back here.”
“What?” she squealed. She stared up at Jack, expecting him to be more reasonable.
“Tying her to one of our beds would have been simpler,” Jack said.
“True.” Ian nodded.
“The two of you are bonkers. No one is locking me in a room or tying me to their bed or taking over care of my uncle. That’s my job.”
“And our job is to take care of you.” Ian came closer to them. Jack grabbed her, spinning her so she now faced Ian. Then Jack moved closer behind her, pinning her between them.
Holy assbaboons. How was she meant to think? To breathe?
Her legs started to go weak, but they held her steady. Jack’s hands were on her hips as Ian grabbed her chin, tilting her head back.
“Your job is to protect my uncle,” she countered.
“I wasn’t talking about the job we get paid for,” Ian told her.
Dear. Lord.
They were killing her.
“You don’t look well, Little girl,” Ian told her. “You’re going to get sick if you don’t take care of yourself.”
“I feel perfectly fine. I don’t need any help. Look, I just came down here for some superglue. Not for a lecture or to be told how terrible I look.”
Definitely not for them to make her weak in the knees and want to beg them to touch her, kiss her.
“What do you need superglue for?” Jack asked.
“My boot is broken.”
Ian raised his eyebrows. “What?”
She nodded over at the table. “Do you have some?”
“Yeah, I’ve got some.” Ian backed away and relief filled her.
Uh-huh. That was definitely relief.
No, she wasnotlying to herself.
