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Conor smirked at us. “My masculinity can take the hit, just don’t tell my brothers or I’ll never hear the end of it.”

With a grin, I picked up my hot chocolate and took a deep sip. The immediate hit of dopamine had me sighing with delight. “I won’t kill her for now,” I informed Cin.

“See? If I’d given her coffee, that answer would have been very different.”

“No. It wouldn’t—”

“Don’t kid yourself,” she interrupted.

Ignoring her, I continued, “—but if she fucks me over again, she’s dead meat.”

“Fair,” Cin concurred with a bored yawn.

“Are you sure you guys are okay with us stopping in New York first?” I asked when I saw a message from Link confirming he’d be escorting Kat to Hell’s Kitchen.

“Little late to ask that, Star, seeing as we’re almost there.” Cin sniffed.

“Did Alessa and Maverick agree to have one of our drivers collect Kat?” Conor questioned.

I nodded. “She’ll be there at five.”

“Great. We should make it by four-thirty.”

“Do we take it as a positive or a negative that you want to meet the people you love before we take off on this Herculean trial?” Cin inquired.

Narrowing my eyes at her, I retorted, “Shut up.”

“I mean, if we’re about to meet our Maker,” she continued, “how come I don’t get to see my mom and dad?”

“Are you even talking to them?”

“No.”

“What’s the problem then?”

“I’d have liked to be asked.”

“You’ll never die, Cin. We’ll face an apocalypse first and you’ll be the star of the nextI Am Legendbut the BAMF version.”

She preened. “I will accept this form of apology.”

“It’s not an apology,” I countered with a sniff. “Plus, I don’t think we’re going to die. I just haven’t seen Kat in too long and Conor needs to catch up with his brothers.”

“I don’t,” he informed me. “They’re just going to grill you.”

Cin hooted. “More likeshewill grillthem.”

My lips curved as I reached for his hand and entwined my fingers in his grip. “You do know that isn’t going to happen, don’t you?”

Conor’s eyes collided with mine. “Why do you think I want a front-row seat?”

It was beyond hot that he knew what I was capable of and it turned him on.

“I’d like to meet with The Whistler anyway.” Cin interrupted our prolonged stare with a cluck of her tongue.

“How do you know him again?”

“It’s alongstory and we definitely don’t have time for it right now.”

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