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He gave us a clipped nod. “I need to see what she was looking at. I spotted her a couple of days ago, on the street.”

I wasn’t surprised Landon had clocked a looker like that. “Scoping out the clinic?”

Another pissed off nod.

“Who is she?” Lili asked.

“I don’t know.” Landon’s brown gaze narrowed. “But I plan to find out.”

He strode back inside.

Lili watched him go, smiling.

“What?” I stroked a hand down her hair.

“Finally, some drama that doesn’t involve me.”

“There will be no more drama for you, sunshine.” I’d stop anything bad that came her way. “Only good.” I’d bleed myself dry and fight whatever enemy needed fighting in order to make that happen.

She cupped my cheeks and dragged me down for a kiss. “You’re my hero, Cole Black. Now, let’s go and attempt to tame Landon’s office.”

“Whatever you want, sunshine, I’m here to give it to you.”

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PREVIEW: FURY

MILA

Strong hands grabbed me from behind.

Adrenaline surged.No. I was no one’s victim. I whirled and rammed my elbow back into my attacker. I heard a grunt, but I kept moving, my heart thumping hard.

I lifted my knee, ramming it hard into the guy’s stomach, then I shoved him down. I wouldn’t be anyone’s prey. Not ever again. He hit the mats with a groan.

“Mila, excellent work.”

As my instructor nodded and smiled, I straightened, bouncing a little on my feet. Around me, the rest of my self-defense class were grinning and nodding.

My “attacker” lifted his head. “Why did I volunteer for this again?”

Shay, the instructor, held out a hand and helped the young guy up. “Because you’re my very good boyfriend, and didn’t have a choice.” Shay was a fit, thirty-something with a shredded body I envied. Her black, cropped sports top showed off her six-pack. Her blonde hair was in two long braids.

She looked my way again. “Mila, really great. You did everything exactly as I taught you.”

I nodded, happy to hear her praise. “I have a great teacher.”

Shay’s smile widened. “And you’re an excellent student.”