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Gone was Lachie. Here was Loki.

He’d had to become someone else. A flip of the coin and he was Loki. That was what he’d needed to cope.

That and Isa.

She was his everything. His world. His anchor. There was no Loki without Isa.

So coming home to find fucking Remy sleeping on his couch?

Yeah. Hell of a shock.

Also . . . Not. Fucking. Happening.

He’d seen the way that cowboy watched his girl. Loki had held back from doing anything about it, because Remy had never made any sort of advances.

And because Ed told him that if he did, he’d have to lock Loki up.

Nobody locked Loki in a cage.

But now, well, it seemed he might well have to do something about Remy.

“Loki?” Isa asked again, staring up at him from the bed.

He was startled and realized he’d been pacing back and forth across the room. Walking over to her, he sat down with a sigh. He needed a shower. Food. Sleep.

But he couldn’t settle, knowing Remy was on the other side of the door.

“I’m sorry.”

The words surprised him and he glanced over to find Isa curling in on herself, her shoulders hunched.

“Tink, what is it? Why are you sorry?”

“It’s clear he makes you uncomfortable. I would never want to do that to you. Especially not in your own home.”

“Tinkerbelle. No. This is your home too.” He lifted her, settling her on his lap.

She shook her head and anger filled him. It was his fault she felt like this. He had to fix it.

You idiot.

Why did you react like that?

Always reacting without thinking.

“Hey! Hey, Loki. Come back to me. Lachie?”

That name ripped through the self-recriminations and got through to the soul of him. “You know I’m not him anymore.”

“You’ll always be him,” she whispered. She smiled, but it was a sad attempt. Shaky and small. “It’s just that now, you’re Loki too. But either way, you’re mine.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Always, Tink?”

“Always.”

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