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“He’s never broken a promise when he’s given his word about something, Shayne, and this is him doing that now,” Charlee kindheartedly tells her with utmost honesty.
“O-okay,” she says, stumbling over the word. “Thank you.”
As a response, I squeeze her fingers with mine, giving her the courage to put one foot in front of the other and follow me. I want to assure her that I intend to do her no harm.
“I’ll do everything within my power to keep your brothers from locating you. We have the same agenda here,” I implore.
“I think they may be slightly different,” she objects, a slight blush staining her cheeks and neck.
“But our end goal is the same,” I argue.
“To destroy those scumbags?” Mera asks, narrowing her eyes at me.
“Basically, yes,” I answer.
“Works for me,” she says, shrugging her shoulders and inching away from us before pointing at my sedan. “This one?”
“Yes,” I remark, hiding my grin at her brazen and deadpan tone.
“Damn, I think I just found the woman I’m gonna marry one day,” Luca states, mischief dancing in his eyes.
“You wish, bucko,” Mera drones, stabbing herself in the chest. “This woman’s not on the market. I’m not a slab of meat on display.”
“If you were, I’d pick you every day of the week,” Luca flirts, shooting her a wink. “You are succulent.”
“And you, sir, are a pig,” she articulates.
“Oink, oink, baby girl.” Luca snorts.
“Oh, yeah. He’s charming,” she rebuffs, stomping her feet as she marches to the car. “I’m not your baby girl. I’m not your anything. Please refrain from acting as if you have some sort of intimate connection to me. My name is Mera. Use it.” Luca’s face brightens as she lays down that challenge.
“I like the way the word intimate rolls off your tongue,” Luca continues, pressing his luck. “What else can it do?”
“You have some audacity, mister.” Mera huffs.
“And lots of stamina to go with it,” Luca adds with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
Drawing Shayne’s attention from the train wreck that’s fixing to derail, I clear my throat until she swivels her head my way. “This is Luca’s, my brother, form of foreplay,” I tell Shayne, watching her eyes light up.
“It’s an interesting way to flirt,” she says as she crawls into the car. “He won’t get any brownie points using that odious verbiage. It’s insulting and a bit nauseating.”
“He’s an interesting guy.” I bark out a laugh at Shayne’s description of my brother because that’s putting things mildly.
“He’s detestable and depraved. He keeps going like that, he’ll push her away. She has a dream guy in her mind, and trust me, he’s nothing like your brother.”
“Nobody’s like my brother.”
“I can see that, Pops.”
“Julius,” I remark.
“Excuse me?”
“My name. It’s Julius.”
“Nice to meet you, Julius.”
“The pleasure’s all mine, Shayne.”
