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“Almost.”

I smirked at Hawk’s bravado. “You can admit it hurts.”

“And appear weak to the sexy goddess at my side? No way.”

He remembered every endearment I mentioned and made a point to call me every single one. What a flirt.

I liked it. It wasn’t hard to become attracted to him when he made me smile so darn much. “Well, at least your humor is returning.”

He winked, then grimaced. “Fucking hell.”

“There! Got it,” Falcon declared. He dropped the bloody bullet on the nightstand. “Let me get you sewed up.”

“Finally,” Hawk mumbled.

“Should I keep my hands on him?” I asked Falcon.

“Yes, please,” Hawk answered with a broad smile.

Falcon smirked. “Yeah. He needs help with that giant ego of his.”

“Don’t be jealous,” Hawk quipped, reaching out to cradle the side of my face. A slight frown marred his brow. “You look tired. Need a nap? We’ve got this big bed.”

Falcon snorted. Hawk ignored him.

“Maybe later. He’s about to stick a needle and thread into your skin and stitch you up. I think I should stay awake for that.”

I had to stifle a yawn, realizing the day had taken a toll. Exhaustion was creeping in.

“Eh, I’ve had worse.” His fingertips gently caressed my jaw. “It’s normal after the adrenaline dump to feel tired.”

“Your world is a bit crazy.”

“Not with you in it.”

I blinked, noting the serious expression on his face. “You sound like you mean that.”

“I do.”

“We just met,” I pointed out, glancing at Falcon as he continued stitching Hawk’s wound closed. “Isn’t this a bit fast?”

“No one said you gotta marry me, beautiful.”

I thought over his words. “What are you asking of me?”

“Let me protect you until the threat is eliminated.”

“And afterward?”

“We’ll figure that out when it’s time.”

“That’s a vague answer.”

He grimaced as Falcon finished up. “I guess you’ll just have to let things happen naturally, sweetling.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“What’s there to think about?”

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