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She knew he would try. Caleb, her brothers Bowe and Brody, her father and her mother and even Aunjenue, they would try to protect her. Unfortunately, they would be Dragovich’s targets as well if he couldn’t get to her. Aunjenue would be the most vulnerable. Her father was a former Delta Force soldier, Caleb was former Special Forces, but Bowe and Brody’s training, though less conventional, was just as extensive. Even her mother was former CIA, and one of the best shooters Summer had ever witnessed.
She actually suspected her mother, like herself, had been far more than an analyst while employed by the CIA.
“Caleb can protect the house.” She toyed absently with the braid that fell over her shoulder. “Momma and Daddy, Aunjenue, our brothers.” She nodded at the thought. “I’ll protect myself. I have my own place but…”
“I told you she was fucking crazy.” Raeg turned to his brother, glaring at him before Summer could finish. “Didn’t I tell you she’d come up with just this? She’s a suicide wish disguised as a sex kitten. I warned you.”
A sex kitten?
Summer turned to him in surprise, her eyes widening. Where the hell had he come up with sex kitten?
“Raeg…” Falcon’s voice was its own warning.
“Don’t you ‘Raeg’ me.” His brother pushed from the chair, turning a brooding look of simmering anger on her. “You’re right. The best place to face Dragovich is right there where he’s focused. You leave, he’ll focus on your family anyway. Go back, let him see you there. Face the first attack, then he’ll come after you himself. He won’t be able to help it.”
“That’s exactly what I said.” Her hands went to her hips as she frowned back at him. “And how is that a suicide wish?”
He had never made any sense to her. Ever. He was a walking, talking puzzle she couldn’t figure out no matter how hard she tried.
“Because you think you can do it alone?” His craggy features were filled with anger now. “Because you keep thinking you’re Wonder Woman and Supergirl all rolled into one?”
Fury snapped inside her. He was staring at her again as though she was too stupid to live, as though he had all the answers and he knew her all the way to her soul and found her completely lacking.
This was why the two of them could not get along. He was a prick on a good day and a complete asshole at any other time.
And he didn’t know a damned thing.
“If we’re talkin’ superheroes, sugar, I always preferred the Black Widow myself. She was just so much more interestin’,” she informed him with an exaggerated drawl. “And if I needed your opinion I would have asked for it, now wouldn’t I? Now go home and let me fix my own mess if you don’t mind.”
Let her fix her own mess?
Raeg could feel his head getting ready to explode.
Be nice to her, Falcon had demanded.
Be understanding, his brother had told him a dozen times if he’d told him one.
Well “nice” and “understanding” just didn’t get it with this woman. She was like a damned tornado if she wasn’t reined in, and Falcon simply refused to see it. Hell, his brother was so blinded by emotion and lust he couldn’t see it if it knocked him on his ass.
“You say that as though you actually have a hope in hell of facing that bastard and surviving.” He couldn’t help that his voice was rising, or that incredulity was filling it. “What you’ll do is end up straining Caleb’s resources, and all of you will end up dead.”
Her eyes widened instantly, outrage filling them.
“Shame on you.” The violet hue of her eyes snapped in fury as her nose lifted with insulting disgust. “You think I’ve learned nothing in the years I’ve been covert? Trust me, Raeg. I do know how to handle acquiring my own security and I’m really not too damned proud to do so.”
She knew how to do what? Hire some fifty-cent fucking personal protection agents who’d never gone against the likes of Dragovich? Who had no idea what they were facing? Good God, she’d lost her mind. She was a crazy woman and his brother simply refused to see it. Hell, even he hadn’t realized the lengths she’d go to in her insanity, now had he?
He turned on his brother, glaring at him expectantly and seeing only Falcon’s cool, observational look in return. Why the hell was he so calm now? Where were the Spanish curses? The little temper tantrum guaranteed to ensure Summer at least paid attention to the fact that she was completely fucking up?
“Why the hell are we even here then?” he demanded, disbelief adding volume to his voice. “You should have sent her a fucking text and been done with it.”
“My thoughts exactly!” Summer yelled from behind him. “Especially considering how much we both know you alone hate me. I’m surprised you’re not gloating your ass off. Poor Falcon, you just set him thinkin’ you came to help him. You probably just came to get your rocks off at the sight of me tremblin’ in fear. Well, I don’t tremble, do I, hot shot?”
He jerked around to her.
She had not just said something so ridiculous, had she? She couldn’t believe he hated her, could she? That he’d ever, in a million years, allow anyone to physically harm her, that he could even bear the thought of it? And were those tears sparkling in her eyes? She made his dick so hard it was like iron, shredded his temper, and she thought he hated her? Thought he’d get off at the thought of her hurt, or worse, dead?
