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I let him stew for a moment, then smiled. "No. Of course not. What self-respecting assassin would leave evidence like that around for people to find?"

Cooper's grin was back. "Great, because I hate filling out forms. It makes me stabby."

"What doesn't make you stabby, Murder Pup?" Jake asked.

"Ivory," Cooper replied. He looked sly before adding, "Unless you're talking about stabbing my cock into her pussy. Then I'm definitely stabby. A lot."

"You and me both, Pup," Jake said. "You and me both." He kissed the top of my head.

"She does have that effect on people, doesn't she?" Cooper sighed and gave me a look that made my heart do a flip in my chest like a gymnast.

I adored both guys in different ways but to the same extent. I had known Jake for practically a lifetime, and Cooper for the blink of an eye, but I couldn't imagine my life without either one of them. I couldn't even bring myself to think the L-word, I was so scared of what would happen if I did.

Love made you vulnerable. It was a distraction, potentially a dangerous one. It could get you hurt. But fuck, I felt what I felt.

"Don't you two have a former nightclub owner to dispense with?" I asked.

"Haigwood," Jake said. "Yes we do." He turned my face to kiss my mouth, then drew back and gave me a look almost identical to Cooper's.

He straightened up. "Come on, Pup." He started toward the door.

Cooper rose, leaned over the desk, put his hands on my upper arms and pulled me to my feet. He drew me closer, kissed my mouth firmly, then let me go.

“Coming.” He flashed me a panty melting smile and started after Jake.

"I think I'm going to go home for a while," I said. "I need a break from this place. And some more clothes."

Jake hesitated halfway out the door and frowned. "I could come with you—"

I waved him out. "I'll be fine. I'll just duck over there and come back. I'll take Ben with me. Maybe give him a blow job while we're there," I said teasingly.

Jake groaned. "Lucky him."

Neither guy had a hint of annoyance or anything on their faces other than envy for Ben.

"Go do your jobs," I scolded. "I'll see you both later."

Cooper blew me a kiss. "Later."

Jake pulled out the lollipop, took off the wrapper and grinned at me before he shoved it into his mouth.

I shook my head at him. "Go." Before I changed my mind and kept them here to fuck their brains out. Or took the lollipop and ate it myself.

"Okay, okay, we're going," Jake said. He turned to winked at me, then closed the door behind him.

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"Didyou know Jake gives me shit because all my cars have manual transmission?" I asked. I stopped my little white Cobra at the lights and glanced over at Ben. He didn't look any worse for wear having survived the explosion. He looked more worried about surviving my driving. I would show him I was a good driver.

He chuckled. "He might have mentioned it a time or two. I know for a fact at least two of his are also manuals."

"The ones he keeps as collectors items." I nodded. "But the rest are automatic." He preferred to drive an oversized truck or SUV. I liked classic, dainty cars and I hated the idea of them sitting in a garage gathering dust.

"According to him," I continued, "I just like to keep my hand on the stick." I smiled over at Ben who chuckled again.

"There's nothing wrong with that," he said. "Plenty of people say they make better cars."

"Exactly," I said. "I knew you'd be on my side."

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