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If he was having that hard of a time even asking me, he’d lose his mind altogether if he’d actually gotten out of prison and found me with someone else.

“No. I danced with a random guy, though. He grabbed me when I was on the dance floor.”

August’s hands tightened on my ass so much, it almost hurt. “I’ve never danced with you.”

“You never wooed me,” I reminded him. “We just became a team.”

A team with really good sex.

I couldn’t actually say I minded the lack of romance, when the outcome was what it was.

“Will the sex be as good between us now as it was before?” I asked. “Did heat make it better?”

“Heat made us want it more, but it didn’t make it better. If I fucked you in here, you’d enjoy it just as much.” He glanced down at the stone bed. “Almost as much. Because of the situation, not heat. Where did he touch you? How long did you dance?”

“Careful there, Auggie. You’re starting to sound jealous.”

His eyes flashed. “I am jealous. I’d have killed to be with you in that club.”

I liked his honesty, and his confidence.

Hell, I liked pretty much everything about him. The things I didn’t like were so minimal they didn’t matter.

“Now answer my questions, Fireball.” He squeezed my ass again.

“It was only for a second. He grabbed me, and grinded up against me. I pushed him away. His touch felt wrong, and made me nauseous. I puked in the bathroom afterward,” I admitted. “Eli and my friends don’t know that part. Don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.” His hands slid up my back, over my arms, and into my hair. “Do you hate me for being glad he made you vomit?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’d be surprised if you didn’t. Maybe even disappointed.”

He chuckled. “I like you.”

“I like you too.”

When he pulled me against his chest, I tucked my head against his neck. “I don’t care how angry you are, I’m not leaving.”

His chest rumbled. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“I know you won’t. We’ll tell them to leave us in their shitty infirmary until our time is up.”

He squeezed me tightly. “I’m a lucky bastard.”

“I know you are.”

He laughed again. “How much did you have to eat the day after heat ended to feel normal again.”

“Oh, it was a lot more than the day after heat ended.” I launched into an explanation about my long recovery that made August mad—but his anger made him hold me tighter.

He could be angry for ages if he decided to, because I was exactly where I wanted to be.

twenty-one

AUGUST

Elodie eventually fell asleep in my arms. My wounds were pissed about the way I’d set us up on the stone bed with her on top of me, but letting her sleep on a rock was out of the question.

My fingers slid through her hair.

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