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“You were strapped to a bomb?” Dean asked.

I looked over my shoulder, shrugging. “Yeah, just the other day. It hasn’t been my best week. But the guy was really nice.”

Eli stormed forward and pressed his gun against Dean’s head, his arm resting just over my shoulder. I very gently pressed my hand to his arm and made eye contact with him.

“Maybe don’t fire a gun right next to my head.”

“I wasn’t planning on it,” he said through clenched teeth. “I was hoping you’d be smart enough to move.”

“Yeah, if I move, you’re going to shoot him.”

“Just let him go,” IKE sighed. “He’s just a kid.”

Eli spun around and got in IKE’s face. “A kid that was trying to sell off my wife! Girlfriend,” he quickly corrected. His face grew red. “My…Sarah.”

“She just told you he was doing it for his sister. Have a heart,” IKE said.

I grinned at the man I only knew from when I was strapped to a bomb. These guys were beginning to grow on me. “I knew I liked you.”

“Well,” he shrugged. “I’m a sucker for sick kids.”

“You’re insane,” Eli spat.

“Actually, I kind of agree with them,” Red shrugged. “He’s a kid himself, just trying to support his sister.”

“Yeah, I’d let him go,” Kavanaugh agreed.

Eli tossed up his hands in frustration. “I don’t believe this! You would have shot him on the spot if he hadn’t told you this sob story!”

“Yeah, but…” Kavanaugh shrugged. “Your girl likes him. She’d be mad at you, and then we’d all have to deal with your grumpiness.”

I beamed at how well they all understood me. It was nice to know despite their rough exteriors, they all had hearts of gold.

IKE jerked his head at Dean. “Get out of here before I change my mind.”

Dean shot me one last glance, smiling at me slightly as he hesitantly walked for the door. “Thanks, Sarah.”

“No problem. Oh, find me in Chicago. Sarah Williams! Let me know how Jenny’s doing!”

“I will. Thanks!”

I smiled as he slipped out the door, satisfied that another life was saved today. But when I turned to face Eli, it was clear I was going to have to prove a thing or two about my blow job record to make this up to him. It was times like this that experience did matter.

16

ELI

I grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her out of the building. Seriously, what the fuck was she thinking?

“Will you slow down?” she shouted, purposely dragging her feet. “You know, I was just kidnapped. A little bit of sympathy wouldn’t be unwarranted.”

I spun so fast, she took a step back with wide eyes. “Sympathy? You want sympathy from me? You just made friends with the man that kidnapped you.”

“Technically, he was just holding me for the kidnappers. That’s not nearly as bad.”

“He took part in the kidnapping! Do you not get that? What is so fucked up about your brain that you not only make friends with these people, but then excuse their behavior? You could have been killed! Or worse, you could have ended up as a sex slave!”

She snorted as if this whole thing was so fucking amusing. “I highly doubt that. According to them, I’m like…undesirable or something. Which I just don’t get. It’s not that I think I’m runway hot or something, but come on…I’m not disgusting.”

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