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“How do you figure?” Trev unlocked Jupiter’s chains.

“Your little boy toy is still alive.”

“Touché.”

Jupiter rubbed his neck as he slid out of bed, grimacing.

“Here.” Rowena handed the clothing to Trev, revealing it was a short black dress. “Thought this would work with your fishnets and boots. You should look real cute.”

“Thanks.” Trev accepted it with a smile.

“I’ll make sure Flopsy and Mopsy give you a few minutes to get ready.” Rowena squeezed Trev’s shoulder. “I’ll be right outside.” She left the room, shutting the door behind her.

Jupiter glanced to the windows.

“Armed patrols with dogs,” Trev said, pretty sure he already knew what Jupiter was thinking. He changed into the dress, shaking his head as he grumbled, “I don’t like this either, all right? But Rowena is right.”

“About what?” Jupiter managed a little smile. “That you look cute in the dress?”

The dress was short, tight, and had a plunging neckline that showed off Trev's lean chest.

Of course Trev looked good in it.

“Yes, duh, because I would look fine in anything.” Trev snorted. “But I was talking about you being alive. If Cold really is the motherfucker they all say he is, he shouldn’t give two fucks about murdering you. You don’t have any information Cold didn’t already have and you’re not great leverage except to trade you back to your own family so they can kill you.”

“Wow, gee, thanks,” Jupiter grumbled. “I feel so much better now.”

“How’s your shoulder?”

“Still feels like I got shot. I’m fine. Promise.”

Trev rubbed Jupiter’s chest, smiling as Jupiter wrapped his arms around him. “You still fuck pretty good for a guy who’s been shot.”

“Just pretty good?” Jupiter laughed. “I guess I’ll have to try again then.”

“You should. After dinner?”

Jupiter kissed him. “We’ll see.”

“That’s a yes.”

“Oh? Is it?” Jupiter raised his brow. “Still think you’re in control, don’t you? Even now?”

“I know I am,” Trev said firmly.

“You’re delusional.”

“Well, my delusions have gotten us this far.” Trev smirked. “Maybe it’s enough to go all the way. Me, you, and the fuck out of here.” He kissed Jupiter sweetly, cupping his cheek and scratching at his beard.

Jupiter’s smile softened and he squeezed Trev close. “I hope so.”

“Come on. Let’s go have a nice family dinner, huh?”

“I’d rather talk about this dress some more.” Jupiter’s hand drifted down to cup Trev’s ass through the slinky material.

“Later. I’m hungry.”

“So am I.”

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