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“Don’t hold your breath. Besides, I’d truly like to see him in handcuffs.”

“You are one bad girl.”

“You bet I am.” Only I could never tell just how true the statement was. I leaned over, gathering a whiff and sighing. Maybe I’d take the file with me, reading it for the fourth time over a glass of wine.

I grabbed my things, heading for the door. Before I turned out the light, I glanced at the roses again. Why did they leave me with a sick feeling in my stomach? Things had changed. There was no reason to feel anxious.

But as I turned off the light, I could swear I felt eyes watching me.

Just like the ones I’d run away from.

CHAPTER6

Snake

Beautiful.

Sultry.

Pain in the ass.

Those were the words that had rolled through my mind the rest of the afternoon. The way Chasity had challenged me had left a bad taste in my mouth, even if her sweet pussy had left me thirsting for more.

I’d noticed her scars, wanting nothing more than to ask her about them, but it wasn’t my place for one thing. I’d also been too busy fucking her like a wild animal.

I glared at Mustang as he pressed his hand on the door.

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” he stated, lifting both his eyebrows, daring me to say no.

He’d even put his boot across my threshold to keep me from slamming the door in his face. While I appreciated that every member of the team had checked on me on a regular basis since I’d returned, I didn’t need a babysitter.

Like hell you don’t.

“Hiya, baby,” he cooed as Apollo jumped on his legs, the pup’s tail wagging ninety miles an hour. I had him to thank for bringing the stray to the States, keeping him safe and loved until I’d returned. There were so many memories he and I had shared together, including when I’d found Apollo, the pup all skin and bones.

“What do we have here? What a little baby,” I said as I crouched down, sick to my stomach at the puppy’s condition. How could any human do this to a dog? I noticed Mustang as he rounded the corner, laughing as he stopped short, staring at me like I was some kind of lunatic.

Maybe I was. Still, I wondered how the dog had gotten into the compound in the first place. While it was sprawled across a couple of acres, the security boundaries were tight, and they weren’t near the sleeping quarters.

The dog lifted his head, his eyes glistening. The pup couldn’t have been more than a few months old, but he was skin and bones, his ribs showing. He was filthy from head to toe, flies buzzing around him. I was shocked that he was able to wag his tail.

“Where the hell did he come from?” he asked as he walked closer.

Shrugging, all I could do as smile, which was rare for me. Maybe the dog had been sent to me like some divine intervention. “He suddenly appeared just outside the door. Pretty little thing, if you can get through all the filth.”

Mustang knelt, gently placing his hand on the pup’s head, his gaze falling to what appeared to be several old injuries. “He’s been abused.”

“Yep. Bastards.”

“What are you going to do with him?”

I thought about it and knew I couldn’t turn the puppy away. Not now. Not in such a treacherous warzone. He wouldn’t make it another week.

“I’m going to nurture him back to health. What the hell did you think?” I brushed my hand over the pup’s muzzle, smiling when the adorable creature crept closer. “And I’m going to name you Apollo.”

Apollo was still tight with the man, which I’d been jealous of at first, but then I realized that what he’d done was almost equal to what Vader’s girl had done for me. Only through her tenacity had I been found, returned to my life.

“I’m not in the mood to go out,” I told him, although I walked away, allowing him to come inside.

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