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Seb grins. “You son of a bitch.”
Maybe now he’ll see why they should keep me around. Stealing his woman isn’t all I’m good for.
“I’m glad you’re finally seeing my usefulness,” I reply. “Are you ready to catch a rat? Because I feel like hunting tonight.”
“No one is hunting without me.” Freddie’s voice comes sharply from the doorway. “Callen, we’re going. Seb, you’re staying here.”
Seb begins to argue. “But—”
“That’s right, Seb,” I tease. “You stay here and let the big boys finish the job.”
CHAPTER6
SEB
“I’d ask what happened here, but we have more pressing issues to deal with,” Freddie says coldly, looking at the smashed glass. “Clean it up, Seb.”
I clench my fists to contain my simmering anger. First, I’m not allowed to come with them to track the bullet. Now, I’m being treated like Freddie’s bitch.
Callen taps away on his phone and declares, “I have the coordinates.”
Freddie nods. “Grab your coat.” He turns to me. “Make sure nothing happens to her.”
“What do you think I’m going to do? Invite the Killers Club over for a tea party?” I mutter sarcastically. “I’m not letting her out of my sight until this is over.”
“Do you two need to book a couples therapy session?” Callen mocks. “Or is someone going to piss on her to claim their territory?”
We don’t talk about our feelings. We never have. Freddie is an emotional brick wall, keeping his cards close to his chest. The only genuine affection he shows is to Pippy.
“We have to find Bram,” Freddie brushes off Callen’s remarks. “We can discuss everything else later.”
“If Rose is going to be a problem,” I step in, “we need to talk about it, boss.”
Freddie’s expression remains deadpan. “There’s nothing to say.”
“Really?” I press. “Because I like her, Freddie. I really fucking like her.”
Would I stop seeing Rose if he asked me to? Usually, I follow his orders without question, but I’m drawn to her. Even knowing she’s upstairs is making my cock twitch with longing, desperate to feel her again.
“Rose has started a new life. She doesn’t owe me—us—anything,” Freddie says with an air of finality that signals the conversation is over, for now at least. “Look after her.”
“Yeah,” Callen smirks, “I’m sure he will.”
“Fuck you,” I snap.
The two of them head out, and I return to the sofa to watch TV, but I can’t concentrate. My mind is racing. What’s Rose thinking? Screw it. I can’t resist anymore. We need to talk.
I head upstairs and am about to knock on her door when I freeze. Second thoughts kick in. What am I going to say? She’s pissed at me for lying. Maybe I should wait until morning? She’ll be in shock.
I start backing away when the door flies open.
Rose’s head pokes around the corner to catch me tiptoeing away. She arches an eyebrow in bemusement. “Still sneaking around, huh?”
“I can explain..”
“Explain what?” She plants her hands on her hips in defiance. “How you failed to mention you were living a double life on our dates?”
“I’m not the only one who’s been lying,” I say. Her eyes narrow, and I immediately start trying to dig myself out of the grave I’ve fallen into. “Look, I didn’t know you’d be at the bar today or that you knew Freddie. I would have told you. It’s just…”
