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“Whatever. Let me know how Quinn is.”

“Right.”

Aine ended the call, wondering why she ever bothered talking to Tara. She was a judgmental bitch. She shook her head when she heard a knock at the door. If it was Striker again, she really wasn’t in the mood to listen to another lecture. She looked through the peephole; this time it was Ava, whom she wasn’t in the mood to talk to either.

“What?” she said when she opened the door.

“Can I come in?”

“If you must.” Aine backed up to let her sister in.

“Razor told me Striker told him you’re not leaving.”

“I never said that.”

“Maybe it was a feeling he got.”

“Whatever.” Aine plopped down on the sofa.

“Are you?”

“Not until I see Quinn.”

Ava sat on the sofa, next to her. “I’m sorry.”

Aine didn’t respond; she was still too angry.

“I don’t understand why you and Striker broke up when it seems as though you both still care about each other.”

“He wants to be friends. By the way, I talked to Tara. Pen has to check her work schedule before they can let us know when they’ll arrive.”

Ava nodded. “Aine, I wish you’d forgive me.”

“And I wish you wouldn’t talk to me like you’re perfect. You’re married. So what? If you weren’t, you wouldn’t know what you wanted to do with your life either.”

Ava nodded. “You’re right.”

“I don’t want you to give me any more unsolicited advice about Striker. Not a word. Understand?”

“But if you ask, I can, right?”

“That’s the difference between solicited and unsolicited.”

“You don’t have to be a bitch about it.”

“Neither do you.”

Ava stood. “I came over to apologize, but if you aren’t going to accept it, I’ll leave.”

“Okay. I accept your apology.”

Ava sat back down. “I need to get back anyway. Tabon is watching Sam, and I know he and Striker have work to do.”

“Let me know when he leaves, and I’ll come over.”

Ava looked away.

“What?”

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