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“That’s right. Casper?” I stepped forward and held out my hand. “Good God,” I groaned when she shook it. “I thought you were supposed to protect me, not break me.”
She laughed. “Sorry about that.”
“Hey,” I heard Teagon say, coming in from outside.
“Wait. How did you get down here?”
She pointed behind her. “The stairs?”
“What stairs?” I walked outside, and sure enough, there was an outdoor stairwell. Not quite sure how I’d missed it. Well, I knew how I’d missed it; my mind was clouded with lust. No more, though. Even if Cortez were here, I swore off him last night. What kind of arsehole leaves on holiday without saying as much as happy Christmas?
When I came back inside, Teagon and Casper were in the midst of something, but immediately stopped talking.
I walked over to the dining table and took a handful of grapes from the bowl of fresh fruit. “If it’s about me, say it when I can hear you.”
Casper looked from me to Teagon, who took a deep breath.
“That isn’t always a good idea.”
I pulled out a chair, sat down, and rested my elbows on the table after I grabbed a banana. “Why not?”
“There are things we should be aware of that you shouldn’t,” Casper answered.
I thought that over. “Because I’d react and you wouldn’t?”
“Precisely,” said Teagon. “All you need to know is that Casper and I will work in shifts. One of us will be with you and/or watching you at all times.”
Casper leaned forward. “Do you understand?”
“So dramatic,” I muttered under my breath.
Both women glared at me.
“You know, the two of you could star in a BBC show about spies. Seriously, just look at you.”
Teagon had long, curly, dark blonde hair and blue eyes and looked like a girly-girl, although I knew she was anything but. I’d seen her take down both of her brothers, and they were twice her size.
Casper had shoulder-length, straight, dark almost-black hair that was shaved on the side and green eyes. I already knew her strength, given she almost broke the bones in my hand, but looking at her, I knew she could snap my neck without breaking a sweat. I shuddered.
Teagon rolled her eyes. “Might defeat the purpose of being spies.”
“Do all of you have tattoos?” I asked Casper, checking out the detail of her sleeve.
“All of who?”
“You know, Cortez, Grinder, you.”
She thought about it for a minute. “Pretty much everyone with the Invincibles does.”
“Lynx doesn’t,” said Teagon.
“Who’s Lynx?”
“MI6,” they answered at the same time.
“Well, not anymore,” Teagon added.
I had no idea what they were talking about, but I wasn’t interested in an explanation. “So, what happens now?”
