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“Exactly.”

“No one should mess with an LD burrito,” she mumbled.

“Gorgeous,” he called tersely to get her complete attention.

“What?”

“It sucks that happened to her. But if you don’t learn your lesson not to be a total asshole after rollin’ around in hot and sour soup, when your car explodes, you learn. If you don’t, it’s fair game how those lessons are taught. I don’t suspect today’s gonna turn her into Mother Theresa, but maybe it’ll have penetrated, even a little bit.”

“I’m not sure. Cherry has pretty fortified bitch defenses.”

Lee started chuckling, even if that was true.

“I mean, what she did to you,” she continued. “It was pretty ballsy she went on the offensive at all, considering your history.”

“Agreed.”

“Are you…over that?”

“I didn’t knock her up, fortunately, so I was over it after I finished things with her. But I don’t want to have to buy an industrial washing machine to clean your clothes should there be a next go ’round with you and her. Denver is a big city. But it isn’t big enough for the two of you if she doesn’t back off.”

“It wasn’t me who threw the soup,” she informed him.

“Whatever,” he muttered.

“It wasn’t.” That was more heated.

Lee sighed. “Honey, can this be the last time Cherry is in our bed?”

She gave that a second to mull over, then agreed. “Absolutely.”

He kissed her quick then pulled them both out of bed so they could do the sex clean up and hit it to actually sleep.

He had her pinned mostly under him in bed, the soft drone of traffic on Broadway one block away acting as their white noise, and he was close to drifting off. He already thought she had, when she mumbled sleepily, “I forgot to tell you. Ally texted while I was talking to Marianne. She scored some tickets to RHCP.”

Well…

Shit.

At least whatever he was in for wouldn’t be boring.

And fuck him, he’d never admit it, not out loud, but whatever it was, he was looking forward to it.

Because it would be pure Indy.

Lee settled deeper into his woman.

And he fell asleep.

LEARN MORE ABOUT ROCK CHICK RESCUE

Jet McAlister has a secret. Eddie Chavez has the hots for Jet (not to mention Eddie’s just plain hot). Jet’s got too many problems to cotton on that Eddie’s interested. Eddie loses patience when Jet ends her night shift at a strip club with a knife at her throat. Since Eddie’s a cop, he figures he can help. Since Jet’s used to solving everyone’s problems, she doesn’t want Eddie’s help.

The problem is Jet’s ne’er-do-well father has got himself in a heap of trouble, and in trying to get him out Jet buys herself even more. So much—unless Eddie can rescue her—it might just get her dead.

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ROCK CHICK RESCUE

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