Page 24 of Until Mayhem


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Me: You still at her apartment?

Dair: Aye, why?

Me: I’m gonna video call you. Watch what you say ‘cause she’s with me.

Dair: The Gus-Protocol. Got it.

Gus-Protocol was Nox’s rule that, no matter how urgent shit was, nothing was to be said until they were away from his wife.

I wonder if there will be an Ophelia-Clause in Mayhem.

I hit the button to start the video call.

“That’s not an answer,” she hissed. That time, I didn’t notice her kick the bag. Not until it hit my head—just as the call connected.

“Ya under knicker-torpedo attack there?” Dair asked, chuckling. His laughter increased, and he touched his shoulder. “Got a little something.”

I reached up and grabbed a pair of lace panties, dropping them to where the others had spilled into a heap.

“Who is that?” Ophelia rushed over before stopping short. “Probably pointless to shout for help if you called him with me right here, huh?”

“Sorry, princess.”

“No, you’re not. That was a lie.”

“White lie.”

She huffed. “Maybe to you.”

Holding my cell out, I shifted so she was next to me and could see the screen. “Dair, this is Ophelia. O, this is Dair.”

“Don’t call me O.” In the small square that showed us, I could see her start to smile before catching herself and dramatically frowning.

Work the sympathy. Smart.

Maybe she’s more of an actress than I thought.

Adding a few sniffles, she told Dair, “He kidnapped me.”

Dair smiled and shrugged. “Sorry about that, lass. All’s fair in love and war, aye?” His eyes went to me. “I need to follow ya and Nox around, ya lucky bastards. The talent in the States…” He gave a low whistle. “Thinkin’ I might need to move.”

Instinctively, my arm went around Ophelia, and I gripped her hip, curling her body closer to mine. “Dair,” I bit out a warning.

“Slap a fookin’ beard on ya, shove a cigar in yer mouth, and yer fookin’ Nox: US edition.”

I was waiting for her to claw my arm or threaten my balls, but she didn’t fight the hold. Her lack of reaction made sense since her attention wasn’t on me.

It was on the background of the screen.

Her voice was shocked when she breathed, “You’re in my apartment.”

“Lovely place ya had,” Dair said.

“Had?”

He looked to me for the go-ahead.

I gave it, saying, “Show her.”

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