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“Good thing that mediator gig is done for you, Dove. That attitude you’ve found isn’t conducive to swinging deals.”

Whatever.

“You should give Stella a call. Maybe she’s ready to settle down.”

“That woman has the disposition of a Rottweiler. A snarling, slobbering one just waiting to take a bite out of you. And she’s not the type of woman a man can settle down.”

Um…what?

Dutch sounded like he wanted to be the man who tried to settle her down.

Unfortunately, he was right. My friend-slash-enemy would take a bite out of anyone who tried such a thing.

She was missing out.

Totally.

“I’ll let you get back to work, Nebraska. Just one favor.”

There was no hesitation when I answered, “Anything.”

“Give Zane hell.”

Since I was already doing that, the favor was moot.

“Done.”

Dutch disconnected and I got back to work.

But not before I found my man in a gym down in the basement and gave him a sweaty kiss—him being shirtless and sweaty led to the door being locked and the kissing moved to other more pleasurable parts of my body, before I gave him a mid-afternoon blowjob.

One could not say there weren’t a lot of perks working at HQ with your man. And afternoon orgasms were only part of that.

A month later

I was in the kitchen with Easton. That was to say, I was keeping him company while he made supper. He was a far better cook than I was. He also insisted he did most of the cooking and this wasn’t because he was a better cook. It was one of the many ways he took care of me. Who was I to complain if my guy wanted to feed me, and while in pursuit of that endeavor he looked hot wearing an apron? He had many. They all had graphics on the front that varied from silly to raunchy but they all were hilarious.

Easton was pulling the chicken parm that the smell of had my mouth watering when my phone rang.

As an unspoken rule, neither of us answered our calls or texts after dinner. That was our time. If work needed one of us, they knew to hang up and call back and the phone would be checked. That had only happened once in the last month and it was Zane calling Easton in to back up Jasmin on a case she’d been working on. That was the only night I’d gone to bed without Easton next to me. He’d come home in the middle of night. I’d woken up long enough to ascertain he didn’t need medical attention then fell back asleep. Meaning he was there when I woke up. One night without, but not a single morning.

Since dinner hadn’t been consumed I checked my phone.

Stella.

That could mean anything, and some of that not good.

“I have to take this,” I told Easton and tapped the screen. “Everything okay?”

At my greeting Easton gave me his attention.

“You tell me. I heard you’re out and all loved up, living in domestic bliss.”

She sounded absolutely disgusted. I felt my lips curve up into a smile.

“Word gets around.”

“It does when your badass man and the Viper King spread that shit far, making sure no one forgets you’re under their protection and if anyone breathes wrong in your direction they’ll be picking their balls out of their teeth.”

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