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"I am fine," she insists, and her voice cracks.

"You are not fine."

"I…" she swallows, and more color leaches from her features, "I am fine, really, I am."

Seb drops down to one knee next to us, "What’s wrong? How is she?"

"We need to get out of here." I glance up at him, "I need to take her to a doctor."

"No!" She rears up, "No doctor."

"You need to see someone to find out what’s wrong with you."

"I… I know what’s wrong with me."

I blink, "You do?"

She nods.

"Are you going to tell me?"

"I…" she glances away, "it’s nothing, really."

"It’s something if it has you jumping to your feet to fire off your gun, only to collapse in the next instant."

"Michael…" she opens and shuts her mouth, "it’ll pass."

"What is it?"

"Honestly, it’s nothing that you need to concern yourself with."

"Everything that concerns you concerns me."

"Argh!" She makes that sound deep in her throat that she does when she is frustrated, and fuck, if my cock doesn’t instantly twitch. Everything about this woman is designed to drive me mad, surely?

She glowers at me, "You’re impossible!"

"And you are beautiful."

Her lips tremble, "Don’t say that." She glances away from me.

"Why not?" A cold sensation coils in the pit of my stomach. "I’ll say it as many times as I want to you. You’re my wife, after all."

"Am I?" she muses in a low voice, but I catch it.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

She doesn’t reply and that knot in my stomach pulls tighter. "Karma, what’s going on in that head of yours?"

"If we don’t do something about those men shooting at us, nothing is going to go on, because we’ll all be dead," JJ interjects.

I jerk my chin up in his direction. "Don’t you dare interrupt when—"

"He’s right," Seb says in a hard voice. "We’re stuck in the middle of a gunfight."

"You don’t say?"

"What do you want to do, Capo?"

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