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She scrunched up her nose at my play on words. “I’m honest but I’m not that honest. I wasn’t going to tell her that they were fucking like rabbits. It was easier to say they’re very sleepy.” Her gaze drifted to my temple. “The bruise is better.”

“Almost gone. Spent the night in the hospital for that one. As for the other, I was out for the count for almost a whole day.”

“Wow, Maverick really decked you, huh?”

Deciding not to incite more ire for Temper Black after hearing a soliloquy about that already this evening, I merely grumbled, “He did.”

“I’m kind of glad. I know she’s in safe hands.”

“Yeah, so safe that she managed to run away from them!”

Star shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m furious and I’ll make him regret the day his mother gave birth to him, but she’s a smart kid. You can’t keep her somewhere she doesn’t want to stay. She needed to talk to you, so she made it happen, and look, you didn’t let her down, did you?”

Well, there was no arguing with that. “I guess I didn’t.”

Returning the mug to the table, she started dosing a croissant with jam. I watched her move the pastry to her mouth, trying not to be enchanted by the sight of her licking her lips when some of the preserve collected at the corner, definitely trying not to groan when she sighed with appreciation.

“You still haven’t told me about BDSec,” I complained because it was either that or kiss her, and I didn’t think she was ready for that.

Yet.

Please, fuck, let there be an expiration date on when I couldn’t press my mouth to hers—

“I started it with two other hackers after I got away from the Sparrows. I needed to find someone, and they helped me.”

“Theyhelpedyou?”

“With the amount of time I was out of action, I was slow,” she admitted. “I needed some help getting back into the swing of things. You know how quickly our world moves, and if you’re slow, you lose.”

“Who did you need to find?”

“A man helped me when I was in Lebanon. He almost got killed for his troubles.” She shoved more of the croissant between her lips. “You probably know him. His name’s Hunter Lachlan.”

“The Camorran Don. Met him at his niece’s christening.”

Her brows rose. “Niece?”

“He’s married to Aurora Valentini now.”

A smile danced on her lips. “So, the old bastard made it happen.”

“Who’s the old bastard?”

She wafted a hand. “It doesn’t matter. I’m glad for Hunter though. He’s been pining for Aurora since they were kids. What did you talk about with him?”

“You, of course. I wanted to know if he’d heard from you.”

Her nose crinkled. “I burned that bridge.”

“Why?”

“To save him.”

I shook my head. “You’re the most complicated woman alive, Lodestar.”

“Do you know you call me Lodestar when you’re being pissy with me?”

“You answer to both, don’t you?”

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