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He kissed her head and rubbed his hand over her arm.
He had no idea what his future would bring, but he’d made his choices knowing he would face the music when this was over. He had never thought to have to choose between duty and a woman, but Hallene was not just any woman, and this had not been just any duty.
He’d tried to do his best by both.
Adrenaline did crazy things to a man’s body. Now that it was draining from Sam’s, he wanted nothing more than to get out of here and find a place to take his time with Hallene’s body. To relax her until the horrors from today slowly faded.
He needed to feel her close.
Having skated so close to death had his mind wanting to be anywhere with her except here. Now he’d have to figure out how to stand without the bulge in his pants giving his completely inappropriate thoughts away.
He’d get another one of those you’ve-lost-your-mind looks from Nitro.
Sam didn’t care. Men in love were crazy.
He was damn sure in love.
Once the senator was contained and on his way to a hospital where the federal authorities would take possession of him, Blade came over to Sam. “Your left arm isn’t hanging right, Cuz.”
“You noticed, huh?”
“Yep. Time to fix it.”
That was going to take the starch from Sam’s dick.
Chapter 46
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Hallene hugged Phoebe, unwilling to let go.
Phoebe’s voice came out smothered. “You’re suffocatin’ me, Sis.”
Rolling her eyes at the exaggeration, Hallene eased up. “I may suffocate you with attention for a while.”
Phoebe had showered and changed into jeans and a lightweight red pullover. “Does that mean you’re gonna ’over?”
