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‘Did you just say I wasyourgirl?” I ask again.

“Stop talking, Princess.”

“But you said—”

He huffs, completely fucking ignoring me.

“Beast!”

“Shut the hell up!” he snaps, that muscle in his jaw jumping like an addict waiting for his next fix.

“You really are a fucking arsehole,” I mutter, even though I know he isn’t. He’s doing all of this not just because he’s paid to, but because he cares. Iknowhe does.

“Yeah, I am, and don’t you fucking forget it,” he replies.

When we reach the car he slides me onto the back seat and straps me in like I’m a fucking toddler. “I can do it myself!” I say, slapping his hand away.

“Connall, drive us to Joey’s,” Beast orders. “Let’s get Hudson fixed up, so I can beat the shit out of him for ruining my fucking day off.”

Up front Hudson groans in his semi-conscious state. Connall flicks his gaze to my best friend before looking back at Beast. “I’ve already called ahead. He’s waiting for us.”

“Great, let’s fucking go,” Beast says, slamming the door and rounding the car.

Connall grins, his hazel eyes sparkling with mirth as he looks over his shoulder at me. “You really know how to wind the big guy up, don’t ya?”

“If he wasn’t such a wanker, I wouldn’t have to,” I retort.

Connall laughs. “You two really should just fuck and get it over with.”

“What?!” I exclaim, my cheeks flushing as Beast opens the door and climbs in the car next to me.

“What’s so fucking funny?” Beast asks, glancing between us both as Connall cracks up.

“Nothing!” I say quickly. “Absolutelynothing.”

“Connall?”

“I was just saying how much trouble Grim is…”

“Fucking tell me about it,” Beast grumbles, his huge size taking up most of the backseat and leaving me very little wiggle room. He’s nothing but a hunk of well-defined muscles that has no business being so attractive.

“I’m not the one who’strouble…” I whisper under my breath, my pulse racing for an entirely different reason as Connall puts the car in drive and Beast’s thigh presses against my own.

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