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“Hello, darling,” he crooned, voice dripping with saccharine. He pulled off the gloves and handed them to Teagan as he leaned in for a kiss. His lips lingered on hers. “Missed you.” Unlike his ‘darling’, the admission felt genuine.
God, she’d missed him, too.
She was about to tell him what had happened when she felt a wet, slimy finger pop in and out of her ear. She jumped away from him, screeching and clutching her head.
“Got you. Wet Dick,” Shea stated.
“Oh good, the women are both here. That means I can just…” Jaxon grinned and leaned out to kiss Teagan on the cheek, ducking Shea’s arm before she clubbed him the same as she’d done Brad.
He was about to round the corner when Teagan stopped him.
“Wait. I need to… hold on…” she narrowed her eyes. “Did you see her sneaking up behind me?”
Jaxon smirked. “No. it was like she just appeared or something.”
“I’m quick like a cat, Teagan,” Shea agreed.
“No, but Jaxon, I need to talk to you just for a moment... I-”
She was drowned out by Brad screaming Jaxon’s name and dragging him out into the living room. Teagan pressed her lips together and sighed. She’d never been more annoyed with Brad in her life.
“Shit,” she grumbled under her breath.
“It turns into a madhouse when those two get together,” Shea mused, pulling out her mobile and hopping up on the bench by the breakfast bar.
“It turns into a madhouse because you lot come in acting like you’re nine-year-olds in adult human bodies, and you muck up everything just by being there…” She sighed and moved over to the stove, pulling it open and peering inside at the food. She slammed the door again and straightened in a huff.
“Whoa… are you okay?” Shea asked, placing her mobile face down on the countertop.
“I’m fine,” she sighed.
“You’re acting mental, Teags. Wait… are you... ?” She trailed off. “In afamilyway?”
“God, no!” she exclaimed. “Why does everyone think that?”
“Because you’re acting like a broody mare and snapping at everyone.”
“How is that any different from how I normally treat you?”
“Wow, self-burn. Those are fucking rare, sis.”
“Just.. God, stop talking to me, Shea.”
She went to the fridge and opened the door to get out the things to make the salad. She let the cool air blast her in the face for a long moment before she grabbed the lettuce and a few more vegetables, standing up and closing the door.
And jumping out of her panties because Shea was standing there, peering at her.
“Stop doing that. I’m going to get a bell for you.”
“Something happen at the shop? Something with those shoplifters? Are you hurt?”
Teagan’s mind went to her wrists and forearms. He hadn’t even touched her and yet, they still ached as if he had.
“I’m fine,” she said, keeping her voice low. “I just need to talk to Jaxon.”
Shea’s eyes narrowed. “Something’s wrong.”
“No shit, Sherlock. I’m not telling you.”
