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I didn’t get any of it. The woman was a conundrum I didn’t have time to deal with, but I also didn’t want to let her out of my sight, especially if she was making friends with people that were trying to kill her.

I grabbed her by the arm and started dragging her after me.

“Where are we going?” she asked, trying to keep up as her heels clacked on the pavement.

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t, not if I wanted to keep my sanity. Besides, I wasn’t entirely sure what I was going to do with her when I got her back to the hotel. Fucking was probably out, and not just because I had a job to do, but also because I wasn’t entirely sure she was all there. That, and she stole my wallet. I was still going to have to get to the bottom of that one.

“You know, this was not the way I wanted to start this day. I could use a few more hours of sleep. And maybe some breakfast. Is there food where we’re going? I’m so hungry.”

I spun around and glared at her, not because I was angry, but because I was trying my damndest not to kiss her. “Do you ever shut up?”

Her jaw dropped open in shock. “Um…”

I raised my eyebrows waiting for her answer. “Well?”

“I’m confused. You want me to shut up, but then want me to talk. Which is it?”

Damn, I hated that she was right, so I continued walking and pretended none of that had happened. By the time we got to the minivans that were waiting in the parking lot, I was thoroughly worked up. Cash was handling the police, which meant we could slip out undetected, but it wouldn’t be long before they came knocking to question her. I had to make sure she was prepared for their line of questioning. If she started talking about how nice the bomber was, they were going to assume she was an accomplice.

“Man, these minivans are killer!” she exclaimed as she climbed inside.

Kavanaugh turned around from the front seat with a grim look on his face. “Yeah? Try being stuck in the back with a mummy. It might sound cool, but it’s freaky as hell.”

“You had a mummy back here?” she asked excitedly.

“Great,” Red muttered. “Another woman that’s excited by the action. Where do we find them?”

“I didn’t find anyone,” I clarified. “And she’s not with me.”

“Sure, you say that now,” Red huffed.

Not understanding, Sarah spoke up. “I’m sorry, are you talking about me?”

“Look,” I turned to her. “I know the action seems like a lot of fun, and maybe it’s even a turn-on for you, but we’re not together.”

A confused expression came over her face. “We’re not together.”

“That’s what I said.”

“Abort, abort,” Kavanaugh coughed.

“Um…okay,” she said, her eyebrows pulling down. “Didyouthink we were together?”

“You’re acting like we’re together. I’m just clarifying, we’re not.”

An amused grin came over her face as she stared at me. “You know, if you remember, I left you in the hotel last night. And you followed me out here. Some might even say you were stalking me.”

“I didn’t know you were going to be in that building,” I argued.

But she continued as if I hadn’t said a word. “And then you stayed behind to get that bomb off me. Frankly, I was aware I was going to die. I was prepared for it. I didn’t ask you to jump out a window with me.”

“Oh, please,” I argued. “I felt your hand brush over my cock when we were falling.”

She nodded gleefully. “I won’t apologize for that. You have a nice body. But I digress, I didn’t ask you to jump out a window with me. You did that all on your own. And then you could have left me behind with the police, but instead, you brought me to this killer minivan. Some would say it’s you that has a problem letting go.”

Again, Kavanaugh turned around in his seat. “You know, she’s got a point.”

“I was protecting her,” I shouted. “It’s what we do! Was I supposed to leave her up there to get blown up?”

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