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"We all know it was me," Hunter said from behind them. "I have that effect on everyone."

"You don't have that effect on me," Parker told him.

Hunter made a face. "Thank fuck for that."

I rolled my eyes at them. "Both of you can get out of here now."

They gave me identical, meaningful looks.

I sighed. "Thank you for coming to help. Even though it's what I pay you for. And neither of you did what Damon did. Or what Mina did. Or?—"

"You're welcome," they both said before I could finish. They high-fived each other before getting back into their car and driving the car up a section of gutter, over grass and back onto the street.

I shook my head. If anything in my life was constant, it was those two and how ridiculous they could be. But they were here when we needed them and that was what mattered.

I made a mental note to give them both a pay raise. In a week or two, when all of this was forgotten.

"I'll drive," Gianni said. "Damon can sit in the back and relax."

"I should be grumpy about the scratches on my SUV," I said. "But, good work. That took some balls." I didn't really give a fuck about scratches or dents on a piece of equipment. They were easily replaced. The people I could trust were not. They were few and far between as it was.

Damon nodded. "I had to prove mine were bigger than Gianni's somehow." His expression was perfectly deadpan.

"If you wanted to compare ball size, you only had to ask," Gianni said. "I'd happily show you mine." He patted the front of his jeans.

"Maybe later." Damon trudged back to the SUV and all but fell into the back.

"That wasn't a no," Gianni pointed out. "Maybe I could rub your back for you when we get home. We'd hate for those muscles to tighten up after crashing a perfectly good car."

He grinned and opened the other back door for Mina.

She let me walk over with her and help her into the back. I didn't want to let her go, but I had to step back and let Gianni close the door. The feeling of holding her like that was going to linger on my senses for a long time.

I was going to need a long shower and my hand on my cock to get any sleep tonight.

CHAPTER 23

MINA

I held my mug in both hands, half-watching the steam rise off my tea.

"That was a hell of a thing you did." I glanced over to Damon, who sat hunched over the table.

He shrugged one shoulder. "I knew the SUV was up to it." He sipped a drink which was more alcohol than coffee.

"You could have been wrong," I pointed out.

He looked back over to me and scoffed before turning back to his drink. "I wasn't."

"If you were, you'd be dead now. Or worse." I blew lightly on the steam and watched it dance away.

I hadn't been able to sleep, so I figured I'd come down here and have something that might relax me. It seemed he had the same problem.

"I'm sure you wouldn't have minded too much," he said. "If I was dead, I mean."

"It helped us to get out alive," I said lightly. Of course I didn't want him dead, or injured, but if he was going to play the grumpy asshole, I'd play along.

He turned back to me and smirked. "That's what's important. Princess Mina walking away unhurt."