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A trio of women surrounded Aidan next, sighing and commenting on his handsome appearance and how they loved seeing him transform into a dragon and asking if they could ride him sometime. The last was said with a little more innuendo than Onnika could abide, and a shocking sense of possessiveness took over. “Back off, ladies. He bites. And if he doesn’t, I do.”

Their giggles were one part glee and two parts envy, tinged by the excitement of having been so close to—what Onnika and Aidan would later be dubbed as—the power couple of Phase Nine. Aidan looped his arm around her waist and pulled her protectively against him. She caught a spark of humor playing along the corners of his lips.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he guided her out and toward an empty alcove, where he placed a swift heated kiss over her lips. “You were about to tear those poor lasses apart,” he stated with a lopsided grin.

“I was not. Don’t be ridiculous.” Though shehadtaken a couple of threatening steps closer to them before Aidan had pulled her back.

“It’s all right. I find the sight of your jealousy quite adorable.”

She rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t jealous.”I was totally jealous.“We don’t have time for your ego boost,” she said as she scanned passersby for a familiar brown hat. Though she couldn’t help but add, “What about you? You were ready to transform and chomp that guy to bits.”

He simply shrugged, glancing around. “A man who touches you without permission courts his own death. Especially after everything we’ve just endured. He’s lucky I didn’t break his hand.”

Noticing the tension in his body, she put her palm over his heart. “Everything’s all right now. The danger to my life is over. But it’s not over for Caryn.”

He gave a curt nod. “All right. I’ll go this way, you go that way. Be careful, and for the sake of my sanity, try to stay out of trouble.”

She rolled her eyes and then left him with one last lingering kiss. As she darted off, she heard him call after her, “Oh, and try not to maim any of my adoring fans.”

“You, too.”

A deep, masculine laugh rumbled through the air, and the sound shimmied through her like a caress. “Remember, no trouble.”

Another retort lingered on the tip of her tongue, but when she glanced back, he was gone, and she could only stew at his words. They were looking for a sweet old man. What sort of trouble could she possibly get into?

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