Page 74 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

Mav snorted. “You’llbe the one doing that, not me.”

Telos flipped him off and attacked his own food.

Duke sat down with them to go over the revised plans again. Telos listened, half-watching the sky darken beyond the broken windows.

With each tick of the clock, the team grew more restless, eager to begin their mission.

Then, finally, Duke nodded. “It’s time.”

Ace and Raptor leaped up to check them out of the hotel. Mav and Crush did a sweep of the rooms to make sure nothing had been left behind—Uriel and the butlers were taking the babies to another hotel they’d booked for the night. Telos helped to carry the bags out, before stopping by the spelled car with Uriel, the butlers, and the babies. “Stay safe, all of you.”

“We will,” Uriel said.

Telos clapped him on the shoulder. Then he got into Mav’s rental car, his blood thumping in his veins.

As one, all four cars moved out of the parking lot. They followed Uriel’s car first, waiting until Uriel, Hadley, and Hilly-Billy had checked into the new hotel and moved their things into their rooms. Uriel gave the signal when they were done—a text on their phones.

And now the mission was truly underway.

Duke and Ace took the lead in their car, followed by Crush and Raptor. Telos and Mav brought up the rear.

Even though he wasn’t driving, Telos kept his eyes on the road. He leaned across the center console, though, nudging Mav’s arm. “Do you feel ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Date night, date night,” Crush, Ace, and Raptor chanted from the other cars.

“Shut up,” Duke growled.

Mav snorted. “Way to pressure those omegas, guys.”

“We’re not,” Crush protested. “It’s just a meeting.”

“A very violent meeting, with many kidnapper deaths,” Ace pointed out. “That makes it...”

“...A blind date with violence!” Ace and Raptor sang in perfect synchrony, even though they were in two different cars.

“Date night, date night,” Crush added.

Duke sighed loudly from the first car.

“Don’t pretend, you want a date too,” Crush said.

“Shut up,” Duke retorted.

Telos turned on the radio to the only station he and Mav could agree on, lowering the volume so they could barely hear it. Even so, Mav began tapping his fingers on the steering wheel in time with the music. After a while, he began mouthing the lyrics, too.

Telos stared. “You know the lyrics.”

Mav frowned. “Why can’t I?”

“You didn’t sing on the trip to Uriel’s.”

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to laugh at me.”

Telos winced. “Well, I won’t now. It’s actually... It’s kind of adorable, when you sing along to the radio.”

Mav’s eyebrows went up. “I didn’t seeyousinging.”

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