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It is. Grant. He rides in and parks the ATV.

For some reason, it annoys me anew. That he’s been gone all day. Again. And refuses to tell me what he’s doing.

What the hell kind of work would take him away from the camp and bunker for so long?

Because I’m annoyed, I turn my back, focusing on Ben and not looking over to where I know Grant is getting off his vehicle and grabbing the pack he brought with him.

I don’t need to run over there and greet him like I’ve been waiting with bated breath all day for his return. He can get his ass over here if he wants to talk to me.

“Your boyfriend’s back,” Ben says, glancing over my shoulder.

“I know.” I don’t turn around.

“You guys have a fight?”

“Not really.”

“You look kind of pissed. Hopefully that’s not at me.”

“It’s not at you. It’s him. I just…” I have absolutely no idea how to explain it. Then I suddenly remember Travis’s advice, and I’m finally hit with that spark of inspiration I’ve been needing. “Hey, can you do me a favor?”

“Of course,” Ben replies. “What do you need me to do?”

“I’m going to do something right now, and I don’t want you to take it seriously or think I’m making a move on you.”

He frowns for a moment in confusion, but he’s always been smart. It doesn’t take long before he’s smiling. “You trying to make him a little jealous?”

“Something like that. Do you mind?”

“Of course not. What did you have in mind?”

I’m not going to kiss Ben. That would be wrong for any number of reasons. But I put a hand on his shoulder and sway toward him, smiling up into his face.

“Oh shit,” Ben breathes. “He’s gonna be so mad at me. You’ll stop him from beating me up, won’t you?”

I giggle, flushed and feeling absurdly powerful. “Of course I will. But I don’t think he’ll do that. He’ll just—”

I don’t say anything else because Grant is suddenly looming over us. Looming. I’ve never seen him glare as icy cold as the look he’s giving Ben.

Quite understandably, Ben takes a step back from me.

His eyes fixed on Ben, Grant pronounces in almost a whisper, “Walk… away… now.”

Ben gives me a little wave and gets out of here. Fast.

I watch him leave because I’m suddenly terrified to look at Grant.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and turns me around to face him. His eyes are still coldly angry. But also fierce. Possessive. “What the hell, princess?” he grits out through a visibly clenched jaw.

Well, I wanted a reaction from him.

I’ve definitely got one now.

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