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“I don’t want Adair out there when it’s safer here.”

“That kid has had the worst case of boredom these last few days that I’ve ever seen,” Hunter argued. “It’ll be good for him. Stop him from flirting with the brothers’ daughters and get Ripper off my case.”

“But—”

A knock sounded at the door before I could argue further. I was forced to relinquish the argument as Hunter rolled me over, kissed me, and then went over to answer it.

“Wait,” I called out. “Not that I don’t love your buns and all, but aren’t you going to put some clothes on?”

Hunter’s shrug told me that he had answered the door naked many times before.

“But what if it’s Bell?” I said. “You might scare her.”

“Bell grew up here; she’s numb to it by now.”

“But what if it’s one of the other girls …”

Hunter paused, looking at me for a long second. Then he smirked.

“I love it when you get jealous.” He chuckled, kissing me again before pulling a pair of boxers on.

“I’m not jealous!” I snapped.

“Sure, you’re not,” Hunter placated before swinging the door open.

Bastard.

I dove under the sheets the second I saw Jax in the doorway. He looked over Hunter’s shoulder to where I was and grinned.

“Quick moves.”

I blushed.

“What is it, Jax?” Hunter stopped him before he could say anything else.

“Prez wants to see you.”

“Right.” Hunter nodded, his face going from relaxed to somber in a flash.

Whatever it was, it must be important.

Hunter came back into the room, leaving the door open as he dragged on the rest of his clothes. As he moved about the room, Jax stood in the doorway, grinning. He didn’t say anything, and neither did I.

When Hunter finished tying up his boots, he said, “Let’s go.”

“You can go on ahead,” Jax said, staying put by the door. “I’ll, uh, stay and protect.”

“Nice try, jackass,” Hunter growled, kicking Jax’s ass out the door. Hunter then turned back toward me, running his eyes down the length of my body. The sheet did little to protect me from the heat of his gaze. “You, me, Adair—tomorrow.” He pointed at me. “No buts.” With that, he turned and stalked out the doorway, slamming the door shut behind him.

“But I like your butt …” I called after him, not expecting a reply.

“Thanks!” Jax shouted back. “I like it, too!”

Hunter’s voice echoed down the hall with a range of colorful language, and I was certain I heard Jax yelp.

I laughed.

Chapter Twenty-Five

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