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Lucas is right. I’m not going to be responsible for Rhett turning to vigilante justice based entirely on a hunch.
“You’re not a leech. Though, if you were, you’d be the sexiest, most adorable, loveable leech there ever was,” I counter, trying to ease the tension.
“You can jump him in a dark alley if I can’t get him to calm down. Promise,” I say, giving her one last hug. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, babe.”
my breath and wait for his response. I watch as Mateo’s face cycles from shock to disbelief before settling on undimmed joy. His smile lights up his entire face, and my heart soars at the sight. “You love me?” he breathes, words cracking even as his eyes glisten with silver around the edges.
“You are everything I’ve ever wanted, everything I never thought I could have.”
“Remember this and keep it with you, sweetness: I claim you, Lydia Anderson. You belong to me, and I will always take care of what’s mine.” I like it when you take care of me.
“Some people you can. Like, take your Siberian shadow here—” “I’m not from Russia,” Caleb interrupts in a monotone.
“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner, love, but you’re always welcome in my room. As stupid as this seems, I never thought to tell you because, well… closed doors are more a suggestion than a deterrent in my family.”
“And hey, just think. If your scumbag ex decides to show up here in Everton, I could always give him an acute case of lead poisoning.”
“What did he want?” I ask. “What else? To see you. But the Eastern Block-Head sent him home with his tail between his legs,” Gabby says with a snort.
This is cruel and unusual in the extreme, and surely must violate the Geneva Conventions.
“I’ll do what I have to do to get you out of there safe. If that means breaking a few fingers or fracturing a kneecap, or cracking a skull—” “Don’t put too much thought into this,” I grumble.
“Yes, insane. It would be too risky to shoot someone here. Too many witnesses,” Caleb adds dryly.
“Not quite that strong. A knife, sure, no problem. But I’m hoping we won’t have to be dodging bullets at a wedding.” “This is the South. Anything’s possible,” Lucas snorts.
“You’ve been stabbed, and you’re worried about me?” “I’ll always be worried about you, love,” Rhett replies simply.
“If you’d let some dickless alpha take you out, I’d have to bring you back so I could kill you myself,”
