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The boy visibly gulped and tried to take a step back, but his spine hit the pillar.

“Law! Oh my god, what are you doing?” Angela protested. “Ignore him, Josh, he doesn’t mean it. My god, you’re embarrassing me!”

Lawless ignored her and curled his lip. “She has a curfew; do you know what time it is?”

“I... eh... yeah, yeah I do” he stumbled his words, eyes bugged out behind the rimmed specs looking up at Lawless who smiled internally for the fear the boy was showing.Good little bonehead, fear me.“It’s 9:30 pm. Her dad already told me.”

“Foster dad.” Angela huffed. She was still having problems with those folks, Lawless was keeping an eye on it. The girl was a stubborn brat and didn’t like being told what to do, if she got her head out of her ass she’d see those folks taking care of her were some of the better foster people in the system. If they hadn’t been, well…. They wouldn’t exist anymore. But he’d checked them out thoroughly, boring as hell, they followed the rules, and treated Angela as well as she’d allow.

Lawless knew the bad kind. It’s why he kept an eye on her. Or so he told himself.

He didn’t dig into the reasons.

“That’s right, Joshua Muller. So you make sure she’s home on or better still, before 9:30, you hearing me?”

“Do you have to say his name in full like that, you sound psychotic.” wheezed Angela, her eyes as wild and furious as he’d seen them.

“Are you like her cousin or something?”

Angela blushed to the tips of her ears and for the flash of a second Lawless blinked watching her eyes and felt a gut punch before he filed it away to deal with bonehead here with his stupid hair.

He’d done some digging, not much since he’d been all fired up hearing this dating news, the kid was a math geek and a chess geek. Didn’t mean he didn’t have horny fucking hands though.

Angela hadn’t told him about thisdate,and he’d spoken to her only recently over skype when she’d needed help with a physics paper, plus she’d wanted to see the new batch of kittens recently born to a stray nearby.

It bugged him. And it fucking bothered him that itbugged him.

“Or something.” his voice darker, more threatening. “9:30,” he repeated, “and keep your dirty little mitts to yourself, you hearing me?”

“Oh-my-god!” Angela yelped loud enough to draw attention from several passers-by. “You’re unbelievable! And he’s standing right there, we all hear you! Thanks! I’ll just die now.” She wheezed; arms folded over her chest.

She could fucking bratty back-chat all she wanted, she could thank him later when she got home unmolested.

Kids were so fucking ungrateful.

His belly was on fire and he had the urge to hurt someone and not to make his Johnson hard either.

The boy turned a chalk white. “Y-yes, sir. Of course. We’re just gonna catch a movie.”

Good. That was good. He almost told the boy to sit with a spare seat in between them but held it on his tongue.

With that done, he pinned Angela was a stare, turned on his feet and strode away, not a second later he heard feet slapping, coming after him.

The hellion was going to be mad, well tough shit for her, someone had to look out for her wellbeing.

It doesn’t have to be you,that voice said.Oh, fuck you.

“Don’t start giving me lip, Angel. He’s alive isn’t he? Horny twerp is lucky I left him breathing.”

Turning to face her wrath, he didn’t expect her to fling her arms around his waist pressing herself into his body as tight as she could.

For a second he thought about pushing seventeen-year-old Angela away. She fit his body so differently than before, she’d grown into her long bones. She’d once flung herself at him in very different circumstances, choosing Lawless as the one person to protect her, seeking safety and comfort from him on a night she’d likely never forget, he’d thought the kid crazy even then. Now though, instead of panicking, he wrapped one arm around her back and palmed the back of her head with the other hand, his Adam’s apple bobbing with his reflexive swallowing.

Deliberately dropping his mind into white noise.

He nearly didn’t hear her “I always love you best, grumpy.”

A stab to his heart. His intestines began bleeding out.