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“Are you okay?”

She rolled her eyes and hefted out another sigh. “Didn’t we just go through this?”

“I meant about . . . the events of last evening.” I couldn’t find it in me to sayarrestorjail.

“I’m out. And for now, I’ll take it.” Her expression flattened as she eased her arms under my suit coat and around my waist. “Beau told me about what you did. With your father. And me, I mean.”

She worried her bottom lip in her teeth.

“I wanted you free by any means necessary,” I said tightly. I hadn’t heard from him all day. His silence was worse than his phone calls. He wouldn’t stay quiet for long. It was simply a matter of time.

“What will he do to you?”

“It doesn’t matter. The important thing is there are no bars and walls separating us.”

I inched my face closer to hers. The urge to capture her mouth with a bruising kiss was strong. I needed to remind her where she belonged. To remember she was here now. To give her the promise I’d made to keep her free without saying the words.

With a patience and control I didn’t realize I possessed, I fused our lips together with the most delicate of touch. Her hold on me strengthened as she leaned against me.

I wanted to support her. Wanted her closer.

She settled and excited me at once, just with her nearness. I drew in a full breath for the first time in twenty-four hours.

Her body was warm against mine. Her lips were tender and sweet. She was perfection.

I would never take this for granted again.

I deepened the kiss, careful to keep her head cradled. When her tongue met mine, another unknown feeling went through me. It was relief, desire, need, possession, and a mix of other things I couldn’t name.

But I felt.

She had given me that.

“Okay, kissy-faces. Dinner is on the table,” Beau teased.

I didn’t give a damn about food other than Lexie needed to eat. Her recovery was more important than my need for her.

Reluctantly, she pulled her mouth from mine, though she didn’t let go. “She doesn’t want us to have any fun,” she said breathlessly.

“Not true,” Beau argued before lowering her voice. “Just be sure to keep the door closed tonight.”

I willed patience and strength into my veins. “Not appropriate.”

“We’re going home after dinner,” Lexie said.

“No.”

She and Beau looked at me like I’d just royally screwed up.

“We’ve invaded your space long enough—”

“No.”

One of her hands around me went to her hip. “Are you telling me what to do?”

“Yes.”

“With single words?” Lexie’s voice rose.

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