“And I am Quinci with an I, by the way. I’m assuming you’re a Danger too?” She held her hand out, prompting him to grab her hand. I wondered if he felt what I felt when I grabbed her small soft ass hands. How the fuck was she a farmer with soft hands like that? Diesel nodded his head and smiled. “Diesel. Diesel Danger. Elder Danger to my siblings. I am down the hall, to the left if you ever need anything.” He knew what he was doing, and it was working. “Nice to meet you. Hopefully, you’re much nicer than Mr. Dymon. Shall I call you Mr. Diesel. Or…” “Just Diesel.” I adjusted the knot in my tie
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