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There was reassurance in that.

A safety net I hadn’t had in years.

I felt protected and cared for, which was a warm and fuzzy feeling I was getting used to when it came to Dominic.

That alone should have sent up warning flares. I’d learned to not get attached, not feel emotions, and certainly not yearn for things I couldn’t have.

But it was different with him.

Iwas different with him.

And that was a dangerous thing.

There was a really good chance it was going to end terribly with Dominic, and the fallout would be catastrophic. I wouldn’t be the same person on the other side of it.

But so help me god, it wasn’t going to stop me.

To hell with the consequences.

He was the best thing to happen to me in forever. Possibly my whole damn life. Not including Benji and Ky, of course. But Dominic was different...

Who I was when I was with him, how I felt, and who he encouraged me to be was the real me.

I was safe with him and that was something only people like me could understand.

People like me, Benji, and Ky.

We understood.

Feeling safe and protected with someone was the utmost.

And I was caught up in that, maybe being a little toomyself, playing this covert operation game on the street. It’d been so long since the three of us had hung out, and it was getting late, and there was no way to know if those two henchmen dickheads would even show up...

Until they did.

Two men were suddenly there, kinda familiar even though I’d never seen them this close-up, and Benji went pale. He raised his hands just as those two arseholes pulled out guns.

Fucking guns were never discussed, never mentioned in this scenario, but in the blink of an eye, the cops were there, and with a lot of yelling and adrenaline, it was all over.

Nolan was running toward us and he collected Benji in a hug, and when I looked behind him, I saw Dominic.

His eyes were only on me, and I could see his concern, his restraint. His relief. “You okay?”

I nodded. “That was a fucking rush!”

He growled. “No, it was not a rush. Jesus Christ.” Then he gave Ky’s shoulder a squeeze. “You okay?”

Ky looked up at him and gave him a half-smile. “Yeah. Thanks.”

“See?” I said to Dom, giving him my biggest good-boy eyes. “Everyone’s fine.”

Then the cops were taking the two arseholes away, bagging the pistols, taking photographs.

There would be statements and allthatbullshit required, but it could all wait until tomorrow.

Benji wanted to go home, and that sounded like a great idea to me.

I gave his arm a squeeze. “I’ll call you.”

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