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I swear I’m going to punch him in the face.

“I’m all good, Brian.”

I yank off my clothes as fast as I can.

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Star

The male at the jungle border check stamps all of the paperwork, barely looking up. He glances at my ID, then at me, and slides the card back across the counter.

“And are you enjoying going after those ferals?” he asks me.

“I am indeed.” I nod.

“That’s good.”

Then Rift steps up, and he comes alive.

“Well, hello.” He straightens his shirt. “Three days off. Any big plans?”

“Sleep.” Rift puts her card down. “Lots of it.”

“You could do that at my place. I make a mean breakfast.”

Razor snorts.

“That’s sweet.” Rift smiles at him. “The answer is still no, though. Thank you for asking.”

“One of these days I’ll wear you down.” He waves away her ID when she tries to show him.

“You might want to ask me to dinner before you promise breakfast.” She shakes her head.

“I’ll cook you any meal you want.”

Rift rolls her eyes. “Males only want one thing.”

“We do not. I want two things. To mate you, and for you to have my babies. Lots of them.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Flint mutters. “Can this be done already? We have places to be.”

“Have a good day, Winston,” Rift says.

“You too, gorgeous.” He winks at her.

We head out into the open, and Razor is still laughing. “I’m not sure how you females deal with males like that,” he says. “How many times is that now?”

“More than I have fingers.” Rift drops her bag and pulls her shirt over her head. “He asks every rotation. It’s almost cute.”

“It’s annoying,” Flint grumbles. “On to the plan. We’ll fly together as far as the city. Then we’ll split up from there. How’s that?”

“Works for me. I’m going home.” Rift zips her bag. “To my own bed and my own shower. I’m not speaking to a single person for the next seventy-two hours.”

“I’m going to Draig Island,” Razor says. “A few of my buddies and I are heading over for the three days. I’m meeting them at passport control. I’m hoping to meet a female.” He looks at Flint. “You heading that side, boss? You should come along.”

“Not this time. I have a couple of things I need to do in Mistveil City.”

“Sounds good, but next time you should come with us.” Razor points at him. “Draig Island is the place to be for a single male.”