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She sighed and then washed her hands before snacking. “I am trying to figure out my next career path.”

“You don’t want to stay in security?”

“I am not used to lacking an occupation. Even my skin feels weird, and I know that I am no longer going to be able to walk through the world nearly invisible, which means some alterations in how I live. Oh. And you two.”

He snorted and handed her a cup of coffee. “I understand.”

She sipped at the coffee and tried to think of ways to fill her days. “I need to talk to Emmy about this.”

“Why don’t you?”

She bit her lip and sent a message, but it wasn’t to Emmy. She watched her phone while she ate, and when it lit up, she took the phone and smiled softly. The smile turned into a grin, and she sent a message to Emmy.

Emmy responded immediately. “Send me the time and address. I will be there.”

Ruby smiled and sent the information.

Marshall smiled. “Your sister?”

“Yeah.”

“She’s coming to dinner?”

“Tomorrow. Yes.”

He smiled. “Good. Now you won’t be as outnumbered.”

“Yeah, but if today goes how I think it will, I also won’t be able to sit down.”

Marshall laughed. “We will be as easy as we can.”

She nibbled at a carrot. “I notice you don’t say gentle.”

He gave her a rueful look. “You know why.”

“I actually do.” She smirked.

He moved to stand behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “I never knew how much a smile could mean until I saw it cross your lips.”

She was stunned. That took every bit of flirting she had ever engaged in and left it in the dust. “I have no response for that.”

“You do. We will find it later.” He kissed her neck and inhaled deeply. “Your scent is heavy.”

“You have been touching me nearly constantly since yesterday.” She chuckled. “Not exactly chastely.”

“We did our best to keep you comfortable.” His tongue flicked against her pulse point.

“I would not exactly call that comfortable, but it was an interesting evening.” She tilted her head and threaded her fingers into his hair. “And night and morning.”

“And now afternoon.” He grazed his sharp teeth across her skin.

“How long until the game starts?”

“A few minutes.”

She groaned and let go of him before she escalated anything. She grabbed a handful of vegetables and headed back to the television before she turned and wrapped her legs around him.

She cuddled up on the couch and heard the muted roar of the crowd. She nibbled at the raw vegetables and held up the hand she made when Rayden skated onto the ice.

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