Badger to the Bone (Honey Badger Chronicles, #3)

by Shelly Laurenston

Mads frowned. “Seriously? ‘Hey, honey. Boy, have I missed you these past two decades. Let’s go rob some people’?” “I’m sure she didn’t mean it like that,” Nelle argued, shoving Mads aside with a very nice hip bump. “She was just probably really excited to see you and wasn’t thinking.” “I’m sure that’s true,” Max agreed. “Anyway, I’ll see her again later. I’m not going to worry about it right now.” “So,” Streep interjected, “we’re not going to talk about the fact that on our off-time we’re all thieves? Except for Mads, I mean.” “I steal magazines from doctors’ offices all the time,” Mads admitted. “Why are you in doctors’ offices?” Tock asked. “To steal magazines.” “Okay.” Max went over to the metal shelf where she kept still-boxed basketballs and took one out. “Let’s go practice a little before we eat.” “Why?” “So when Coach is busting our proverbial balls about not being at practice today, we can tell her—without lying—that we still practiced.” “Niiiiice,” her teammates quietly cheered before heading outside.

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